Dodging tourists while running late to class.
DODGING TOURISTS WHILE RUNNING LATE TO CLASS.
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That frantic dash across the historic quad, backpack slung, brain already rehearsing your excuse for Professor X’s notoriously punctual lecture. The bell is about to ring, and the lecture hall is tantalizingly close. Then, the human wall appears. A family of four, cameras out, marveling at the architecture, completely oblivious to your impending academic doom.
It’s a full-contact sport, this delicate dance between politeness and sheer desperation. You weave, you duck, you silently plead for a clear path. That unique blend of awe-inspiring history and modern-day academic sprint is a moment forged in the fires of these hallowed grounds. How do you explain the specific anxiety of missing the first five minutes of a critical seminar because a group from out of town was posing for a selfie with the ivy-clad walls?
This isn’t just about being late; it’s about being late because your campus is a living museum, a magnet for dreamers, aspiring students, and curious tourists alike. Every single one of us, from fresh-faced first-years to seasoned alums, has mastered the art of the 'Ivy League sprint' – a graceful yet urgent maneuver through crowds, all while attempting to maintain an air of intellectual composure. We get it. We truly do. It's a shared battle, a quirky badge of honor, a campus moment you simply can't make up. It’s a part of the experience that no one outside these gates could ever truly understand.