The other day, after dropping off our respective ID cards at the cash register, my roommates and I proceeded inside the dining hall with our cute little boxes to fill it with food...
After getting our food, we come back out, and depending on the person at the register, we either just pick up our IDs or they hand it to us after "carefully" checking that the name we claim to have is indeed the name on the card. Well, sometimes I think it's stupid that they check our names when our picture takes up 3/4th of the entire card.
As we picked up our cards, my roomie Serena did not see hers on the little plate (uh-oh). No, her card really wasn't there. There remained only one card of another girl by the name of (not her real name, but I'm trying to make a point) Christine Su.
Ms. Su had evidently picked up the wrong card upon leaving the dining hall.
Serena suddenly became ID-less.
Wouldn't you think that Ms. Su would've/should've/could've been able to identify her own face among the crowd? Especially given the fact that our faces cover 3/4th of the entire card...but, no. She could not identify herself, and Serena suddenly had her own identity taken from her. It was a crisis --- she walked down the halls warily, wondering (dreading, actually) if she'll have to pay $20 for a new card...
Makes us wonder how confused us college students can often be. Makes us wonder how foolish we can be to forget our own individuality/uniqueness. I'll stop there...
For shame. For shame! On top of it all, we had to eat this type of food: (Alas, it is a vlog again)
The pizza is never really that good in my humble opinion.
Desserts are actually pretty excellent...
The salmon was good, thanks for asking! I'm a big fish eater.
Oh, Serena eventually got her ID back.