Back to School...

The one thing about working in an educational institute is that when school starts up in Sept. the entire campus is filled with wide eyed young and optimistic 17 and 18 year olds, not yet jaded by the realities of papers, unending reading, and exams, not to mention how useless their 4 year degree is the real world. Perhaps that is my jaded bias....

I have been stopped a number of times by some lost student looking for some building on campus. Lucky for them, my tenure as a tour guide for SFU has well prepared me to answer their queries and I can confidently tell them where the Maggie Benston Centre is and if they should ask the history of it. I have tried to be as helpful as I can, remembering what it was like to be overwhelmed in the first week of school trying out to figure out the maze of the AQ. The only real complaint with the start of the school year is that the bus is always jammed packed with people and I cannot get a seat, however it that is made up for with them once again openning up the cafeterias so I can buy outrageously expensive food on those days where I have woken up too late to make my lunch. Hooray for institutionalized fare...