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 April 02, 2003 - 01:57 PM | chris
In the Belly of the Beast

I've been an Engineer for a good number of years now (almost 5), and there are times where I get tired of being surrounded by techies chatting about Slashdot and design patterns and how much Microsoft sucks. During my undergraduate days, I double majored in Marketing, so I could escape from nerd-dom by taking classes in the B-school with the pinstripe-suited asskissers and the sorority girls. I also had a roommate who was an art major, and let me tell you that you haven't lived until you've been to an art party with Coke cans hanging by strings from the ceiling and garbage sculptures as decorations.

I'd never had much of an opportunity to partake in the architecture school though, until last night. I have a friend in the architecture school who I was indebted to for performing certain services in my behalf (no not those kind of services, get your mind out of the gutter), so last night I agreed to help her build a model of a neighborhood that she had to do for some class.

People talk about the CEC, WashU's 24 hour computer lab deep in the heart of the E-school, as the scariest place on campus, but I think Givens Hall may have us beat in that department. Think people just as artsy as the art school crowd who haven't slept in days listening to really bad music and building things out of balsa wood. In the CEC there are a few people working until the wee hours of the morning, but when I left Givens at midnight there were people just arriving and almost all of the workstations were occupied by folks with no intention of leaving before sunup.

Yet us CS majors are the ones saddled with the reputation of being socially-inept misanthropes who would rather enjoy the company of a good algorithm than a good woman. So unfair...