Okay, I’m hacked off tonight. I finally have conclusive evidence that my tuition money is buying precisely diddly squat. During my class break tonight, I went to the busiest bathroom in one of the busiest buildings on campus. You’d think that because of this, this bathroom would be a priority to the janitorial staff. Apparently, though, that is not the case. It’s always out of either toilet paper, paper towels, soap, or a combination of the three. When I got in there tonight, I found that all three stalls were sharing less than a half a roll of toilet paper. We had to keep passing it down the line of people waiting to go. To add insult to injury, it’s not even 1-ply toilet paper. Oh no, it’s the kind you have to fold at least four times to make 1-ply. Then, we all had to share the last little bit of soap to wash off everything left from the less-than-1-ply toilet paper. Gross. I’m going to go boil my hands.
My tuition money
September 23, 2004 by Kim
