Starting out

When you start university, you are pretty much left in charge of your own existence. This is challenging. During my first weeks as a fresher, I was in a permanent state of confusion and have compiled a list of “danger-zones” to help other flailing fledglings.

I will start with The Library. Any problems encountered here are exacerbated by the presence of books and the pressure of silence. I had never seen a photocopier/printer before and spent half an hour trying to reclaim my printed timetable from anything making a noise. My technophobia reached crisis levels when I tried to borrow a book and was ushered to the self-service machine. Turning out my purse for secret codes, scanning everything in the wrong position and creating an unsympathetic queue ensued. The book was revered for weeks afterwards as a trophy of my suffering.

I am not just scared of technology. There were many different hurdles just round the corner.

Next week, The Laundry Room.