Getting up for my 8:40 class on the Ag quad isn’t an easy task on Tuesdays and Thursdays, and it often leaves me tired and groggy in the mid-afternoon. This fatigue, however, is easily remedied with a few cups of iced coffee from Rusty’s in Uris…but today I made a mistake that I’ll never make again.
At about one this afternoon, I went to go get my caffeine boost so I could fully pay attention in managerial economics, a 75 minute lecture in the Statler auditorium. Nothing wrong with that, right? A cup or two of coffee is all I’d need to fully understand my lecture on strategic decisions and applied game theory. So, I drank a lot of it, fast.
For no reason at all, I sat in the middle of the auditorium, and in the middle of the row. (See the stock photo for a visual). After I sat down early and got ready for class, I saw people filing in all around me–opening up their laptops, spreading out their notebooks, etc. By the time class started at 1:25, I was crowded in and there were about 4-5 laptops to my left and right, each. The Statler auditorium is nice, but it’s not spacious, especially when everyone has backpacks and the desktables are pulled up.
That’s when the trouble began.
Any regular coffee drinker knows very well that–to put it bluntly–coffee goes right through you. At about 1:30–5 OUT OF 75 MINUTES IN–I had to go to the bathroom, and pretty badly. The professor had started lecturing, and the 6-7 people crammed in to my left and right with laptops were hard at work typing and writing. If I attempted to go to the bathroom, it would have been a disruptive experience to the whole class that would have involved me saying “sorry…sorry…” repeatedly and making people stand awkwardly to let me by.
So, I started repeatedly checking the clock on my MacBook. 1:40 passed, then 1:50, then 2:00. At that time, I reasoned, I had only 40 minutes to go, and thought I could make it (albeit by squirming). Ever try being productive when you’ve gotta go, though? It just doesn’t happen that easily.
Once class ended, I bolted out of there and was able to move on from what I would argue was the longest 75 minutes of my 15-year academic career.
Cue the “I hired you to blog about Cornell student life to prospective students, not share awkward stories with too-much-information” e-mail I expect from my boss, and Cornell.edu administrator, Lisa sometime soon…