Wednesday, March 19, 2008
Chinese Buffet
So I went to a Chinese buffet tonight, and was thoroughly disappointed.
What happened to the enormous pile of questionable food laid out in front of you. This buffet had no day old sushi, no ice cream machine that hasn't been cleaned out since it was bought, not even a Chinese person in the building. What the hell people? Chinese food is the staple of a college student's diet, it is right up there with beer.
All I asked for was to eat about six plates of unidentifiable meats and then top it off with some way too soft ice cream, and maybe some old jello for only seven bucks. This place cost me ten, and all the food was politely labeled so you could tell what you were eating. The deserts seemed fresh. Not one item on this buffet seemed like it would give me such bad gas, that my girlfriend would leave the room in disgust.
Come on Chinese buffet owners. Americans go to these places to get away from all the fancy health codes and carb friendly menus. We want our old Chinese buffet back. The one we went to as a kid after ball games, and as a result, anyone who went would not only be hungry in an hour, but also be on the toilet for another two days trying to get rid of the stuff.
Don't let advertising get the better of you, support the hole in wall Chinese place you are scared to go into because the people are always screaming about something. This is America, have some patriotism and give your money to the Chinese
What happened to the enormous pile of questionable food laid out in front of you. This buffet had no day old sushi, no ice cream machine that hasn't been cleaned out since it was bought, not even a Chinese person in the building. What the hell people? Chinese food is the staple of a college student's diet, it is right up there with beer.
All I asked for was to eat about six plates of unidentifiable meats and then top it off with some way too soft ice cream, and maybe some old jello for only seven bucks. This place cost me ten, and all the food was politely labeled so you could tell what you were eating. The deserts seemed fresh. Not one item on this buffet seemed like it would give me such bad gas, that my girlfriend would leave the room in disgust.
Come on Chinese buffet owners. Americans go to these places to get away from all the fancy health codes and carb friendly menus. We want our old Chinese buffet back. The one we went to as a kid after ball games, and as a result, anyone who went would not only be hungry in an hour, but also be on the toilet for another two days trying to get rid of the stuff.
Don't let advertising get the better of you, support the hole in wall Chinese place you are scared to go into because the people are always screaming about something. This is America, have some patriotism and give your money to the Chinese
Labels: america, buffet, chinese, college, school
Thursday, March 13, 2008
Are All History Professors This Bad?
Its the first beautiful day of the year. The sun is shinning happily down, with a slight warm breeze coming from the south, and I am stuck in this three hour class. The walls are white, the fluorescent lightning is making everyone seem ghostly, and my teacher has completely lost everybody in the class on what is going on.
"Alright class, today we will cover the Great Depression through WWII." My under enthusiastic professor exclaims. I believe even he, the man who devoted his life to the better half of American history, is ready to take a leap from our second story window. The guy next to me just started drooling on his overpriced and underused textbook. This is only fifteen minutes after class has started.
Now last semester I had an amazing history professor. I might have had the man's babies if that were possible, I mean this guy made the most boring subject seem like prime time television. You would walk out of his class and have an entire new understanding on your own culture and heritage. This class was amazing, he could have charged admissions to it.
Of course, as my luck goes, I can see the sun fading away as well as half of my classmates. A few people have walked out, someone in the back has started surfing the net for anything more interesting. And I decide to close my eyes and catch up on the sleep I missed by partying the night before.
Its history people, I can read about it later.
"Alright class, today we will cover the Great Depression through WWII." My under enthusiastic professor exclaims. I believe even he, the man who devoted his life to the better half of American history, is ready to take a leap from our second story window. The guy next to me just started drooling on his overpriced and underused textbook. This is only fifteen minutes after class has started.
Now last semester I had an amazing history professor. I might have had the man's babies if that were possible, I mean this guy made the most boring subject seem like prime time television. You would walk out of his class and have an entire new understanding on your own culture and heritage. This class was amazing, he could have charged admissions to it.
Of course, as my luck goes, I can see the sun fading away as well as half of my classmates. A few people have walked out, someone in the back has started surfing the net for anything more interesting. And I decide to close my eyes and catch up on the sleep I missed by partying the night before.
Its history people, I can read about it later.
Labels: boring, college, history, profressor, school
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