HEED MY WORDS, AMERICA!!

I just woke up from an afternoon nap. It's 6pm. I'm pretty sure I started to sleep some time around 3:30pm. I won't be going back to sleep long-term anytime soon.

Remember my pretty little diagram that explains the proper way to walk around a corner? Well, I suppose it isn't so much telling you the proper way, but more showing you what happens when you do it incorrectly. But anyway, remember it?

Well, as we come to the beginning of a new semester, the second semester in fact, at a school that is famous for its underground tunnel system that twists and turns, creating many perilous corners that, if not used with caution, could end in tragedy for people like me (I apologize for this extremely long sentence that is probably run-on by now), I expect that even the newest of freshmen have mastered at least some semblance of an understanding of how this campus is and works. Yet, as I've walked the halls this past week, casually, cautiously, and carefully, I have encountered more than my fair share of individuals who still go careening around corners, nearly Clay Matthews-ing me to the ground, rendering me unconscious. All exaggerations aside, one particular (literal) encounter made me scratch my head and go, "Hmm...."

What if the picture looks like this?

What do you do when you bump into a member of the faculty, someone very important, and it's they who have dangerously cut the corner, blocking your path? 

Well, though you shouldn't have to, you feel this strange flustered need to apologize. So you do. You apologize because you are the student, just a flea on the dog's back. Well, hopefully the professors at the collegiate level, or any level, would think of their students as more than that. I'm just trying to make a point.

This has happened to me more than once. 

The first time was here, just last week, with a professor I didn't know. In fact, he might not even have been a member of the faculty. He was just an older (and when I say older I mean older than me) man wearing a nice suit, having important-like conversations with another suited man.

The first time, was worse...

Yep. I ran into the president of my school during the first week of being there. 

BUT IT WASN'T MY FAULT!

Please, everyone, spread the word about corner cutting. This is a serious situation, and we all need to take heed before someone gets seriously injured! I think I'm going to make ribbons to support this cause!

Okay, so it's a little rough now, but it will be awesome and they will sweep the nation and soon, the world will be aware of the correct way to turn corners!

HEED MY WORDS, AMERICA!!!

Molly