So I broke Robarts... so what?!
A long awaited entry. Ryan's been dying for me to post about this, and tell the world about my embarrassing adventures.
The title is true -- as Ryan so eloquently put it, I "broke Robarts".
For those of you who don't know what Robarts is, it's a behemoth at the centre of U of T (or the Mammon of Satan's Pandæmonium, if you will)... the, allegedly, most frightening library on the planet... home to 14 floors of books, computers, photocopiers, and student supplies vending machines. Built in the 70s, it was designed to systematically destroy students in the event of a fire (WHERE ARE THE STAIRS, DAMNIT?) or student demonstrations (that's what the tiny escalators are for). Although it was supposed to be modelled on a peacock, at night it best resembles the Death Star.
A trip to Robarts with Ryan and myself usually means that Ryan is going to try to get me caught in the middle of Robarts' revolving doors. Previous times, I wasn't as prepared, but got away... but last night... man, I was READY. I was ready for him to push the doors back as I forced myself forward. He did it, but I got out... BOOYEAH. And then an idea struck me...
I should do the same to him. So I pushed a door against him in an effort to close him in... and then SUDDENLY THE DOOR STARTS COMING OUT OF THE CENTRE! Like, I practically pushed down one of the revolving doors. There was a loud grinding / moaning sound of the door and everything, as if it were the Titanic sinking. Had it actually fallen, Ryan could've been stuck in there good.
At first, I think Ryan was apprehensive about pushing the doors more to get out. o_O But he managed to. Naturally, our first reaction was to run the fuck out of there as soon as he got out. It was strangely exhilarating, though I half expected our little venture to end with music from Cops. BAD BOY, WHATCHA GONNA DO? WHATCHA GONNA DO WHEN THEY COME FOR YOU?
The title is true -- as Ryan so eloquently put it, I "broke Robarts".
For those of you who don't know what Robarts is, it's a behemoth at the centre of U of T (or the Mammon of Satan's Pandæmonium, if you will)... the, allegedly, most frightening library on the planet... home to 14 floors of books, computers, photocopiers, and student supplies vending machines. Built in the 70s, it was designed to systematically destroy students in the event of a fire (WHERE ARE THE STAIRS, DAMNIT?) or student demonstrations (that's what the tiny escalators are for). Although it was supposed to be modelled on a peacock, at night it best resembles the Death Star.
A trip to Robarts with Ryan and myself usually means that Ryan is going to try to get me caught in the middle of Robarts' revolving doors. Previous times, I wasn't as prepared, but got away... but last night... man, I was READY. I was ready for him to push the doors back as I forced myself forward. He did it, but I got out... BOOYEAH. And then an idea struck me...
I should do the same to him. So I pushed a door against him in an effort to close him in... and then SUDDENLY THE DOOR STARTS COMING OUT OF THE CENTRE! Like, I practically pushed down one of the revolving doors. There was a loud grinding / moaning sound of the door and everything, as if it were the Titanic sinking. Had it actually fallen, Ryan could've been stuck in there good.
At first, I think Ryan was apprehensive about pushing the doors more to get out. o_O But he managed to. Naturally, our first reaction was to run the fuck out of there as soon as he got out. It was strangely exhilarating, though I half expected our little venture to end with music from Cops. BAD BOY, WHATCHA GONNA DO? WHATCHA GONNA DO WHEN THEY COME FOR YOU?