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A tale from grad school for lj idol

It was January, and I was in grad school. Grad students are always short on funds, so I had just started a new job: tutoring writing in the undergraduate residence halls.

The day I started tutoring, we had a snow/ice storm. The sidewalks were slick and the streets, a mess. I made it to all my classes, though I slipped and slid quite a bit, and, then, waddled over to the residence hall to start tutoring.

Along the way, I slipped twice, because no one at the university thought to treat the sidewalks for the entire day. Apparently, salt was for food, and for food only.

I got to the dorm, only to discover that I was scheduled to tutor at a dorm all the way across campus. Fortunately, there was bus service. Unfortunately the streets were still a mess.

So, the bus almost skidded through the stop sign, and when it did stop, I rushed out to it. I floundered on the ice flow like a wounded walrus, almost slipping under the bus, except that I slammed shoulder-first into the side of the bus. It was painful, but better than ending up on my butt.

Anyway, I staggered onto the bus, which immediately turned a corner, throwing me onto the lap of an unsuspecting fellow passenger. I apologized profusely and sat down elsewhere.

Because the streets were still untreated and and an icy mess, the bus moved slowly (well, after taking that one corner), making me late.

I got off the bus, and waddled like a penguin, only slower, to the dorm. I asked the desk attendant where the dorm library (where I'd be tutoring) was, and he said to follow the signs in the tunnels.

After being out in the cold, I found the tunnels almost unbearably warm. I was sweating like a pig by the time I got to the library, which was so cold, I ended up putting my scarf on.

I did not understand the extremes. There was a happy medium to be had.

No one came for tutoring that day.* So, I did some homework. All that trouble for nothing.

On my way home, someone had FINALLY been out cleaning up the sidewalks. Getting home was not nearly the trial that getting to the dorm was.

My university did not handle winter storms well.

*The students in this dorm did not come for tutoring nearly as much as the students in the other dorms where I tutored. Don't know why.


I hope you were paid regardless of their presence :-)
It was an hourly rate: I spent three hours on Mondays in that dorm, and then three hours on Tuesdays and Thursdays in another (much easier to get to) dorm.
Aw, thank you!

Oh, I know I haven't commented, but I think your entries in Second Chance Idol are great reads.

All that and no one showed? Crap!

It was the second week of classes. Students started trickling in, but I only saw a lot of students around the times big projects were due.
Wow, that could have turned out so much worse. The hassle couldn't have been fun, but you didn't break anything and you weren't killed by the bus, so... yay?\o?
I suppose.

It just got old. Where I went to grad school was normally right on the snow/freezing rain line during storms, so we got a lot of ice.

Yet the towns didn't handle it well at all.
Oh, this reminds me of some of the blustery weather we had in college. Except that we didn't have tunnels. That was reserved for schools like in Ann Arbor.
This was one of six dorms that were attached by tunnels (they were even called the six pack).

All other places on campus? You waked or took the bus.
What a great anecdote involving salt (or the lack of it). You're lucky you didn't break something. Stories like this make me glad I don't live in a snow climate.

Even with this, I prefer the colder climates because heat and I are not friends.
Oh this sounds like it was real miserable experience. I hope you were not in an area where it snowed much.
It was on the snow/rain line. So we didn't get much, but when we did, it was normally either slushy or icy.
What an experience! Hopefully you still collected pay for the time.
Oh, I still got paid. It was hourly.
Any place that gets snow/ice regularly should know how to deal with it, especially on a campus when of course most folks are on foot. Grrr, annoying but I'm glad the story is one of bruises and not brokens.
You would think. I have friends that went to other schools in the Midwest who had similar issues.
Was this Pittsburgh? I have to think they'd do a better job with snow, considering it happens frequently, though I know those hills can be wild and a little steep!
No, this was the University of Illinois.

The Pittsburgh area has its own issues with snow (hills, bridges everywhere), but not issues like this.
I can only guess you must have been in the south somewhere that winter storms were less expected, because that strikes me as very odd.
No, I was at a university about 2.5 to 3 hours south of Chicago.