#Bobb-McCulloch
Bobb-McCulloch’s been having a financial crisis. But instead of corporate irresponsibility or misappropriated funds, the residence hall’s problem is missing exit signs—which, it turns out, are pretty costly. more 
18 years old | Dance Major | Bobb-McCulloch
Morton Schapiro’s finally inaugurated. What’s one thing you hope he accomplishes before you graduate?
A greener NU and more dance space.
A Cappella: yes or no?
Yes. more
4 Years, 4 Encounters : Part 1
HE WAS HUNGRY. WAS I? | FRESHMAN YEAR
It was nearing the end of new student week and I still couldn’t get NUTV to play on my computer. That week was sweltering and I was perpetually hungover and starving; I was sure I wouldn’t survive freshman year without Grey’s Anatomy and the final season of the O.C.
I called NUIT, gave them my NetID, explained my problem, and waited. He found me in my room in the McCulloch Virgin Vault a few hours later. At least six feet tall, with blond hair and strong, chiseled cheekbones, he was cute—much cuter than the other NUIT guys roaming the hallways. We chatted while he changed settings and deleted spyware on my computer. He was two years older, in Chi Psi, and a mechanical engineer. He could fix my broken Urban Outfitters alarm clock if I wanted, and he liked the Semisonic playing on my iTunes. And he was hungry—was I?
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Freshmen? Burn.
Which sorority girls were in for a rude awakening when they showed up at Sig Ep expecting an exclusive Keg pregame Monday night? They were met by plenty of others from the Sorority Quad as well as—gasp—freshmen. more
Then: 1835 Hinman, 2004
Now: Publicity intern in New York City
“A friend was visiting, and I somehow manage to always hook up with friends of friends who are just visiting for the weekend. We went to that horrible ZBT luau party that they always have, got trashed, and went back to the dorm to my friend’s room to hook up, which he had okayed. Five minutes after we got in there, my friends who were sitting outside heard me yell ‘WHAT THE FUCK!!’ over and over again. We were fooling around and he turned his head, reached for a garbage can, and PUKED.
“So I was freaking out, and I had mixed feelings of anger and being totally appalled. And he was like no, its okay, keep going. And I was like WTF FUCK NO. So I stormed out, looked at my friends who had heard everything from the puke to me yelling at him, and I said ‘FUCK THAT!’”
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Awkward freshman first-day moments at Bobb-McCulloch
There are always good stories to tell about the McCulloch lobby, but on move-in day, there’s nothing more fun than watch freshmen awkwardly interact with their parents—it’s sort of like being in pre-school all over again, if you swapped the pacifiers for Blackberries.
1:38: A middle-aged, balding man walks by covered in sweat. “We have to bring the refrigerator up to the room now,” his daughter says. The father sighs.
1:41: Multiple freshmen walk a couple steps behind their parents, eyes glued to their Blackberries.
1:43: One daughter looks up from her Blackberry after her mother comments, “So far, I’ve seen plenty of cute boys. It doesn’t seem that nerdy.” The comment is loud enough for the entire McCulloch lobby to hear, much to the daughter’s chagrin.
1:44: Mother: “I hope people don’t come back and throw up in those bathrooms.”
1:47: Mother: “If you want to stay with us at the Orrington tonight, you can.”
Son: “I don’t want to.”
Mother: “Well if you change your mind…”
Son: “Mom!”
Father: “Gail, leave him alone. He needs to make friends.”
Son steps back and pulls out his Blackberry.
1:49: Father approaches the peer adviser who just helped lift boxes from the car to his daughter’s room in Bobb. He pulls out a $20. The PA respectfully declines.
1:50: Small Indian boy walks by with a gigantic stuffed panda.
1:52: “There’s no room for the microwave oven. How are you going to heat food up?”
1:54: Two freshmen walk by each other: boy with skinny jeans and a plaid shirt and girl dressed similarly. As they pass each other in the lobby, there is a second of awkwardness as the boy can’t decide whether to walk to the right or the left of the girl.
1:58: Mother and daughter pause in front of me. Mother takes a deep breath and daughter follows suit. “How are you,” the mother asks. “Fine,” the daughter answers, sounding frustrated.
