The Patheticness of Messiah College

We had an open house today.
Open houses tend to suck. You can hardly get around in Eisenhower due to all the little high schoolers hanging out there, the parents park where they shouldn't and make get off, on, or around campus a serious challenge, and so fourth. It's annoying. Also, it's a waste of time. My sister made me come to an open house during my senior year, and I got nothing out of it. It gave me no better an idea of what it's like here. What really cracks me up though, is what goes on in the lovely Lottie Nelson Dinning Room. The service there on open house days is top notch. Everything is served to you, and the staff is almost entirely made up of adults, who are polite and actually know what they are doing. It's not at all like how Lottie operates the rest of the school year. But they've got to put on a good show for the parents of prospective future students. As usual, the actual students here aren't of any importance. After all, very few of us are the ones actually footing the bill to attend this so-called "christian" school. The only people of importance here are the ones with the money, our parents. Before Christmas, when my car broke down by the faculty lot, and I drifted into a parking spot there in order to get it out of the way, I was treated like trash my maintenence here. They yelled at me, cursed at me, laughed at my plight, and told me that they had no desire to hear my sob story. Somehow I absolutely had to magically move my little, disabled car down to starry field, despite that fact that my car was unable to go forward. After two days of this treatment, my dad calls in, and they couldn't be more polite with him. Told him to send me down, and they'll gladly fill out a tag for me, allowing me to stay in that lot. It was all so very frustraiting. They don't care if they upset the students, but they'll bend over backwards for the parents.