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2:45 PM
Thursday, November 18, 2010
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Lobby
The SciLi is broken: Not only is the Thayer street entrance having major issues, the swipe card reader is broken so the guy at the desk has to inspect everyone's cards. The end is nigh.
The libraries and their cafe carts must be involved in some sort of elaborate scheme to force studiers to purchase goods. There is no other explanation for the Arctic temperature of the Frisc. After a couple of hours of studying, when the bone-chilling freeze sets in, there is no option remaining except to purchase warm liquid.
There are so many grown-ups! They keep emerging, from study rooms, from elevators, from the staircase. And they're speaking at a normal volume level! Don't they know this is a library? Don't they know what 25 decibels means? (If they do, they should probably tell the students sitting here.)
There are 10+ nicely clothed adults milling around the basement, staring into study rooms, peeking around corners, whispering to each other. What is going on??
The Friedman Study Center was built in 2007 to serve as a library space. Since, it has been dubbed a jungle gym, a nightclub, or most aptly, Brown's living room.
Most importantly, it is a place to see — and be seen. The oddities are endless. Thus, we have endowed upon ourselves the role of Frisc anthropologist, or Friscapologists. We aim to understand the nuances of Brown life and most vitally, the unique and bizarre culture of the Friedman Study Center.