Showing posts with label Lobby. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Lobby. Show all posts
Wednesday, 6:52 pm
Big signs in the lobby warn about laptop theft. Finals, like natural disasters, bring out the looters in us all apparently.
Monday, 8:11 am
Courtesy of Safe Walk and DPS, there will be free ice cream in the lobby today from 3-6 p.m.
In other news, reading period has left the entire library deserted. Perhaps this afternoon will bring back the masses.
(We could say the library will instead be "desserted" but that seems like overkill.)
Guest Thoughts From The Frisc
By Ian Ratner
When entering the Frisc, I am first confronted with a typical academic lobby, complete with stark decor, a kitchen-like snack store (a liberal food outlet for a liberal arts education), and some seating areas. But who cares about this because there is also a security check point. Yes! Guards put on duty specifically to keep people like me out! Fortunately, Emmy has already outfitted me with my own false identification, so I was able to breeze through. Well, I wasn't able to swipe Jessica's I.D. through the first time, but that's mostly because anything that resembles a metro card swipe stresses me out.
Next, Emmy whisks me into a metallic elevator after nearly walking into one of the other elevator's fast-moving doors. THOUGHT #1: If Hermione Granger is to Brown Student, then Frisc Elevators is to Death Eaters. The elevator eventually rises to the 14th floor or something, also known as the highest point in Providence. THOUGHT #2: I imagine the highest student in Providence smokes a joint, and then sits cross-legged on the 14th floor of the Frisc.
After disturbing some of the highest students in Providence, we make our way down to what's called the "Quiet Floor." No, not because the floor absorbs all sounds, and is thus a "quiet" floor, but because you literally are not allowed to speak on this floor. This also means you cannot accidentally have your "Bad Romance" ringtone go off, which is ostensibly tolerated on other floors. Cough, cough.
So after disturbing some of the "Quiet Floor" patrons, we head to Emmy's lair: the basement! On the way there, the elevator door smacks some young gentleman in the face. THOUGHT #3: SRSLY, these elevators will EAT you. We, however, make it to the basement unscathed.
The basement is a sassy mixture of 70s disco decor, lawn chairs, space-age disco decor, girls sitting provocatively, Mac products, snoring students, and more. It goes without saying, but this place is heavenly. While here, we tried out all sorts of study nooks, including the aforementioned lawn chairs, and then a sexy group study room that was really meant for groups of three or more students. THOUGHT #4: Charlie Sheen would totally hog one of these study rooms to himself.
But thoughts #1-4 are really my way of dancing around the main issue: Can I do work in the Frisc? Yes! Yes I can! During the one or two hours I spent in the Frisc, I was able to be pretty damn productive! And that's acknowledging the fact that Emmy and I had to switch locations because the lawn chairs were literally located on the sun. To the Frisc, its patrons, its sassy decor, and the random white guy after whom it was named, way to go! A+
Sunday, 5:01 pm
The SciLi lobby is for group project meetings.
The Rock lobby is for Writing Fellow conferences.
I want no part of either activity.
Sunday, 11:31 am
Children of the SciLi
Recently, an influx of young children has been noticed in the SciLi: A four-year-old hanging out at the basement computer table, a toddler jumping on the red blocks in the lobby, an elementary-school-aged student wandering around the Science Center. It's not unusual to see high schoolers in the lobby with their SAT tutors, but we've been skewing younger these days. The SciLi is basically a playground, so it does make sense...
Saturday, 11:06 am
It is a new era in caffeine availability! For the past three years, the lobby cafe cart has persisted in opening at noon on weekends, birthing a real conundrum for many SciLi users: If you made it here on Saturday morning, chances are, you needed coffee. But behold! The cafe now opens at 10 a.m. on Saturdays and Sundays.
And for those of you who are no longer on meal plan, a symposium on something scientific is happening on the third floor and there are snacks and coffee. I may have no interest in brain science or whatever it is they're going on about, but I also have no shame in taking advantage of free caffeine.
Sunday, 3:21 pm
Has studying for finals driven you mad? Well, a boy in the lobby is conducting an impromptu survey: "Do you think Beyonce is slutty / promiscuous?" Now that's something I haven't considered in a while.
Thursday, 2:45 pm
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.
— Joanna Wohlmuth
Saturday, 5:00 pm
I really try not to judge the actions of others. OK, that's not true. But generally, I'm pretty kind. That being said, I am currently witnessing a number of taboo activities in the lobby: napping, Skyping, Hulu.com-ing. Go home!
Someone had an accident
Tuesday, 2:33 pm
The Frisc has always grappled with the fact that words have specific meanings — "study center," "quiet," "100% wireless" — but the "library" seems to have hit a new low. Tomorrow is the Science Center's Grand Opening, but your friendly Friscapologists — and half the immediate world — have been using it for over a month.
