Cannavino Courtesy
Believe it or not, final exams are nearly upon us. For some, this means stepping foot in the library… for the first time this semester. For the rest of us – those who are more acquainted with the great James A. Cannavino – it is that time when we are forced to share our space. To promote amicable relations and to avoid the posting of passive-aggressive message on social media, the Marist Chapter of Her Campus now presents to you:
James A. Cannavino Courtesy: How to Conduct Yourself in the Marist College Library Without Making Enemies
Let’s first talk about the seating arrangement. If you have camped out in the library for any extended amount of time, you will notice a strange phenomenon: there are a set of unspoken rules on where to sit. Freshmen, take note….
Those large tables on the main floor with six chairs and dozens of outlets are a hot commodity, especially during finals season. Let’s imagine that one seat is occupied on the far right side. In your approach, you will most naturally gravitate towards the far left chair which is both well-mannered and well-played. In the case of a nearly full table, it is best to find a new area to plant yourself: common courtesy, don’t you think?
Now for the noise…
There is nothing more frustrating than forgetting your own headphones and finding yourself sitting across from the most popular person at Marist College. This is the person who seems to know everyone and, what’s more, to have very urgent things to say to everyone passing by. You politely move your things and seat yourself at a nice river-view desk. Minutes later, however, another student sits next to you who, for some reason, seems to have something very personal against her keyboard as she continues to slam down on each key. The person across from you then has his headphones and has no problem tapping his pen along to the tune (seriously, people still listen to “What Does the Fox Say”?) To fully understand the difficult situation of sitting near a loud chewer, aggressive typer, stereotypical chatterbox, or high-volume-music-listener, observe the following published tweets:
Moral of the story? If you are loud enough to be tweeted about: you’re too loud for the lib.
Now aside from the noisy chewers, food presents yet another problem. I’m sure you have all noticed the new inspirational signs on each table: “Respect the space, leave no trace.” That’s the librarians politely saying “come on, clean up already!” Here is what it could also say: “Disturbs the snout? Throw it out!”
Of course, desperate times calls for desperate measures:
Nevertheless, if you’re eating a tuna fish sandwich at a shared table, you should probably reevaluate your life choices… and apologize to the person to your left.
In the end, the way your conduct yourself in the beloved Club Lib is your own choosing. Just don’t be surprised if you are the victim of #ClubLib Tweets: