RPCC Package Line
I’m perusing Canvas in Uris Library to inform myself of my upcoming assignments: two prelims, a response paper,… as I hear a “ding”: Guys, the line isn’t bad right now!
My eyes widen in disbelief. I instantly shut my computer and dart back to North Campus– there’s no time to wait for the TCAT. Adrenaline provides me with the energy to run up the hilly terrain.
It takes me a record-breaking seven minutes to get to RPCC, but I arrive with a sweaty forehead and burning thighs. The smile on my face quickly fades as I see what stands in front of me– or should I say, how many people stand in front of me. The line stretches across the room and down the hall, like a slithering anaconda. If you think the line at Temple of Zeus is bad, you’ve clearly never waited in the package line at RPCC. I spot my friend towards the front. He is two people away from being first in line.
As I run to him, dragging my feet on the floor with a pout, he assures me that the line just only formed in the last five minutes, given that most people are now done with their classes for the day.
After digesting the fact that I ran a mini marathon just to wait in the typically long RPCC line, I plod to the back. For the first ten minutes of waiting, I continue to scan my homework assignments and plan out my night’s homework agenda. Once I reach the cushioned chairs, I feel like I’m almost at the finish line of this marathon.
Once I’ve made it to the front, I hear, “Next in line” as I instantly skip to the front desk. “Yes, dlt92 please” I enthusiastically utter, before even being prompted.
As I carry my three packages, I let out a sigh of relief. I walk into Bear Necessities, buy a gatorade to rehydrate myself, and check my phone as I start to amble back to my dorm. I see a notification from my gmail account, with the subject: “You’ve got mail! Package at North Campus Service Center” just to realize I’ll be back here doing this all over again tomorrow.
