Weekend Buses: “Weekend 1: 5 min & 27 min”…four minutes later…”Weekend 1: 1 min & 23 min”… a minute later…”Weekend 1: 30 min & 55 min”. All students have been victims of the sketchy weekend bus system, which often leaves you stranded in New Brunswick sitting on a half-broken bench next to a hobo in the wee hours of the morning. We’ve all had to ask strangers where each bus goes next as the weekend buses go to all campuses. At least once you’ve been on a Weekend bus forty minutes too long because you misjudged what stop is next. The faulty timing of the Weekend buses has often left me in the cold in sub-arctic temperatures, made me miss exam reviews, or have made me the product of a bus driver who wants to take a 15-minute smoke break at 2 a.m.
Web Registration: 9:59…10:00 *click*. If you’re a Rutgers student (no matter what campus), you’ve been taken victim of WebReg, which at times takes an hour to get from one screen to the next. I’ve heard numerous stories where a student NEEDS to register for three major classes this semester and they only end getting one or in many cases, none. Or the only class you can register for is taught by the teacher that is rated horribly on Rate my Professors. What does Rutgers do about it??? Nothing, absolutely nothing.
WebReg…making dudes cry for the past decade.
End of Semester Dining Halls: It is bad enough that we have to deal with a limited variety of food, bad wok line cooks, slow-moving pasta lines, and stale desserts at our multi-million dollar dining halls but the end of the semester makes everything worse. Towards the end of the semester, the dining aides don’t want to put cereal in the dispensers, the aides start cleaning up everything an hour before the dining hall closes, and the Livingston burger line decides to stop ordering condiments and patties. We do pay like $10 a meal so I would like to get my money’s worth…it’s only right.
Library Seating in Alexander During Finals: Ahhh…Club Alex, where 50% of space is taken up by unoccupied bookshelves and books that NO ONE checks out or even considers looking at. If you don’t try and get into Club Alex by noon during Finals Week, you might as well take refuge in the lobby or on the floor. Of course, you can ask that one guy, who occupies a table all to himself. To make matters worse, there’s barely any outlets, the Scarlet Cafe’s coffee taste like mud water, and there aren’t enough chairs for the tables.
Border-line Grades: We’ve all had final grades of a 69, 79, or 89 in a class and that class is one of your major classes or a prerequisite that decides if you will be admitted into the School of Pharmacy, Business School…or the grade in this class determines your classes for next semester. After you get your border-line grade back, you strike up the courage to visit your professor who has his office hours in East Bumblefuck at like 9 a.m., and when you get there, he tells you, “NO”. You plead that this one grade is the deciding factor for your whole college career and upon hearing this information; your professor could still care less. I’m sure you’ve all seen a girl on the bus sobbing to her father about how she’s not good enough and she is a complete failure, she’s probably a product of this…oh well…*changes major*
15 Minute Break Bus Drivers: Are you ever on the bus during rush hour and the bus is completely packed or had to go to an exam at Scott Hall and the bus driver feels the need to stand outside to take a smoke break at the RSC for fifteen fucking minutes? Then once you get on to another campus the bus driver has to take another break for some reason. Sometime the driver will just off get off the bus and just stand there for ten minutes not doing anything productive. This usually happens in the middle of rush hour or in the wee hours of the morning when you are trying to avoid drunken students. *Oh, yeah I don’t have an exam in twenty minutes, go ahead on take your break Mr. Morbidly Obese bus driver*
Parking (Everywhere): Have you ever just wanted to go to the gym and thought to yourself that you car will be fine w/o a permit in the parking lot for an hour? I’m sure you came back from your workout to find a ticket in your windshield for a fine ranging from $25 to $85. The parking authority has a 6th sense when it comes to finding cars w/o permits. I’ve heard stories that the parking tickets actually pays for the Rutgers bus system…yes, you read that correctly. Moral of the story: Don’t leave your car anywhere where it is not supposed to, every parking lot at Rutgers isn’t safe against the EVIL parking authority.
Exams during the Worst Possible Times: We’ve all experienced a time where the “big” Rutgers football game falls on a Thursday then you look at your syllabus and see…Exam – Thursday Nov. 15th. Or maybe there was a mini-blizzard outside and your professor still didn’t feel the need to cancel class because it “wasn’t bad enough”. Or maybe they are doing construction on George Street and buses are running on 20 min intervals. No matter how inconvenient the date, Rutgers still feels the need to make us take overly long exams that anally rape you, when you could be having the time of your life.
RU WIRELESS: *Library*…2 bars…*Dorm*…2 bars…*Student Center*…2 bars…Like shit, you would think Rutgers would get better Wi-Fi after years of complaints. It’s bad enough that it takes 20 minutes to watch a two minute video because you have to keep refreshing the video to help it load faster. Or even when you are doing online or a online exam on eCollege and when you go to submit your work you read a screen that says “Web Authentication Failed” and NONE of your work gets saved. I have never seen a fully functioning five-bar connection and don’t expect to see one in the near future.
TA’S: Let me give you a scenario: The class is full of 300 students, the class is usually academically-challenging, and it involves a recitation. The recitation is taught by a T.A. that sounds like he hasn’t passed ESL. The only way you can possibly learn something in this class is to sit in the first three rows of the class because if you sit far away it’ll sound like the T.A. is speaking a foreign language. The T.A. doesn’t correctly answer questions, doesn’t take students’ struggles into consideration, and stampedes through the curriculum with reckless abandon. Having a T.A. is a problem in its self at Rutgers.