Closing Time.

Phew. My first closing. And I SURVIVED! #PraiseBabyJ. Frankly, I don't know how my students did it. Manage to balance their finals with their own goodbyes while simultaneously checking out 270 residents and going through 330 beds to ensure we didn't miss anything. In many ways, it brought my back to my own days of checking out of Glassell adding a dab of white toothpaste here and there to cover up any holes we made in the walls. I wonder if students still do that? I'm inclined to say yes though the marks I saw couldn't have been covered up with a little (or even a lot) of Crest.

And my observations from going through so many rooms and finding out what really happens when college students shut their doors and live in their own worlds?

1. Students have different standards of cleanliness. Now I'm anal about my cleaning and cannot stand even the slightest bit of scum or mildew. Apparently others' threshold for this kind of stuff is much, MUCH higher.

2. People don't buy a mattress pad anymore these days. Enough said.

3. We are a WASTEFUL people. It broke my heart over and over again to see how much trash we accumulated in just one building. Everything from rotted milk people didn't feel the need to throw out EVER to items that should have been recycled and given to those in need: lamps, rugs, sheets, comforters, towels, clothes, storage bins, microwaves, mini fridges, and the list goes on and on. Some trash became someone else's treasure but it was still painful to see so much thrown out. If we collected this much stuff in just one building and I stop think about multiplying it by the number of buildings on campus by the number of universities in the city by the number of universities in the state by the number of universities in the country, it's absolutely shocking more of this country isn't a landfill. Disgusting.

4. It would have never occurred to me in college to just pack up my clothes and leave behind everything else. That thought obviously was at the forefront for some.

5. Never, NEVER attempt to touch anything without gloves and for goodness sake, don't ever try to sniff something.

Cheers!

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Unknown said…
I remember just after the end of my junior year at Rhodes, Matt Teague, Kevin Brown, Lori Dunn and I snuck into Townsend, Trezevant and Voorhies in the middle of the night and had a field day collecting treasures. We ended up with an assortment of t-shirts, sunglasses, books, and I'm pretty sure even a pair of trainers that were almost brand-new. Good for us, but ridiculous to think someone had just left them behind like that.

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