10 things I hate about SU
By Pierre Hahn
Posted: 4/16/07, 11:53 PM EST Section: Opinion
Dear Syracuse University,
1) I hate how you can't cook. The rubber hamburgers, the frozen vegetables and the pizza that has more grease than cheese on it are all part of the menu that is available at the dining halls where we hold our far-from-romantic meals. Sure my "freshman 15" can be blamed on all the beer that I drank, but there's no question that your poor cooking has had a part in it.
2) I hate where you live. Because of where you are located, you get some of the worst weather I've ever experienced. This ranges from the tundra that settles in with the extremely low temperatures in the winter to the excessive amount of rain that pours down during the fall. Not to mention the occasional a foot of snow in April.
3) I hate your work ethic. Since the weather in Syracuse is bad, there tends to be a high accumulation of snow. One would think that you would be very well-prepared to deal with this. But unfortunately, that is not the case - your walkways are often poorly shoveled, and yesterday on my way to picking you up, I slipped in the foot of snow at your doorstep.
4) I hate how you suck at sports. One of the factors that influenced my decision to go out with you was how great you were at sports. I had heard of the 2003 national champion basketball team made up of players such as Carmelo Anthony, and I knew other names like Donovan McNabb and Marvin Harrison. But since we have been in a relationship, you have failed to impress me.
5) I hate that you can't get me good seats at basketball games. Not only are you no longer good at basketball, when I want to attend one of your games, I am forced to sit behind the court. This is unlike other universities, such as Duke, where students are allowed to sit in prime seats next to the court. Maybe I should cheat on you with Duke.
6) I hate how you don't give me any space. My friends and I all have cars, and your parking lots just aren't sufficient for our demand. It forces me to park illegally, resulting in me getting ticketed.
1) I hate how you can't cook. The rubber hamburgers, the frozen vegetables and the pizza that has more grease than cheese on it are all part of the menu that is available at the dining halls where we hold our far-from-romantic meals. Sure my "freshman 15" can be blamed on all the beer that I drank, but there's no question that your poor cooking has had a part in it.
2) I hate where you live. Because of where you are located, you get some of the worst weather I've ever experienced. This ranges from the tundra that settles in with the extremely low temperatures in the winter to the excessive amount of rain that pours down during the fall. Not to mention the occasional a foot of snow in April.
3) I hate your work ethic. Since the weather in Syracuse is bad, there tends to be a high accumulation of snow. One would think that you would be very well-prepared to deal with this. But unfortunately, that is not the case - your walkways are often poorly shoveled, and yesterday on my way to picking you up, I slipped in the foot of snow at your doorstep.
4) I hate how you suck at sports. One of the factors that influenced my decision to go out with you was how great you were at sports. I had heard of the 2003 national champion basketball team made up of players such as Carmelo Anthony, and I knew other names like Donovan McNabb and Marvin Harrison. But since we have been in a relationship, you have failed to impress me.
5) I hate that you can't get me good seats at basketball games. Not only are you no longer good at basketball, when I want to attend one of your games, I am forced to sit behind the court. This is unlike other universities, such as Duke, where students are allowed to sit in prime seats next to the court. Maybe I should cheat on you with Duke.
6) I hate how you don't give me any space. My friends and I all have cars, and your parking lots just aren't sufficient for our demand. It forces me to park illegally, resulting in me getting ticketed.

The Daily Orange


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