The librarians on the Beren campus seriously need to relax. I cannot step a toe on the rug of that library without being yelled at. I have been talked down to for seriously every crime in their library law book, including literally touching the chairs with my shoes. I’m not joking. I cannot whisper to my friend next to me without being shouted at, “There is no talking in the library.” Meanwhile, the librarian blasts Scottish movies and bagpipe music the entire evening. Moreover, I simply don’t understand why I cannot eat in the library. This ain’t middle school folks. I will throw away my granola bar wrapper after. This ain’t Buckingham Palace.