As official New Yorkers, we have become fully acclimated to a hectic, fast-paced lifestyle. We walk swiftly and with purpose, we perfectly time crossing the street to catch all the green lights, and we know the fastest way to get to Schermerhorn on any particular day. But despite our best efforts, sometimes we just can’t avoid waiting in line.
As quick-witted and silver-footed young people, we pride ourselves on our resourcefulness. So when our crafty plan to go to the Lerner Package Center in the middle of a class period fails, we’re frustrated. We’re angry with ourselves, with the girl talking loudly on her phone while you wait in line, and with Columbia’s long syllabi that require 15 small books for one class, each of which is delivered in an individual package.
