Wreck: Hungry on Mount Carmel

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Madison Fraitag

As an incoming freshman at Quinnipiac, I shared one major concern with all of my future classmates: What are we going to eat?

Entering the cafe for the first time was, to put it plainly, overwhelming. Where will I eat? What will I eat? Who will I eat with? What does “Tap it” mean???

Just as with all the unfamiliar things a freshman encounters, this process eventually got easier with time. After a week or so, it became second nature to find the shortest line and order the cheapest (and most seemingly edible) food option. I was under the impression that I was in the clear, at least regarding my food.

I was wrong.

One evening, after strolling into Café Q at the very reasonable time of 7:15 p.m., I was informed that I was too late. I was as shocked as I was hungry. I find it difficult to believe that on a campus where academic hours do not end until after 9 p.m. it is acceptable to stop serving full meals at 7 p.m.

While I am well aware that the revered Chartwells employees work very hard all day to keep us “fat and happy,” so to speak, this is a very stressful time of year for college students, especially freshmen. Without my late-night binge-snacking, I just don’t know if I will be able to handle it.

Well, Chartwells, what will it be? Early closing or starving freshmen? You decide. –M. Fraitag