4 Questions I Have For Rider University

4 Questions I Have For Rider University

Just a few things that have been bothering me.

As a commuter, I have questions (issues) with Rider. They are minor, they are trivial, and they need to be answered

1. Rider, Why Is Commuter Parking literally the worst?

Listen here Rider, you have way too many commuter students for the limited amount of parking you allow. It's ridiculous that if I can't park by the BLC I have to park in the very back of the lot. It's a long walk from that lot to anywhere and if I'm running late to class the last thing I want to do is park there. I know what you're thinking, leave your house earlier so you're not late. Well, I can leave a whole two hours earlier, that still might not guarantee me a good spot. I think parking needs to be re-evaluated as a whole, but especially for commuting students.

2. Rider, why are ALL your food options so expensive?

If you don't have a meal plan and aren't great with meal prep, chances are you will occasionally have to eat at one of the few places Rider offers. Starbucks is one of the most over-priced places in the world and if I didn't like their products so much, I would never even step foot in their line. Why in the world did I pay 12 dollars for a cup of coffee and a snack box? The other dining places like Crans and Sweigart have over-priced pre-packaged food that most of the time tastes terrible. It's always a gamble and I usually lose. The fried food, pizza, and pasta are always good but if you're trying not to gain back the weight people tell you, you've lost, those options aren't good enough. Plus and this is more of a problem with the food industry as a whole, why is the fried food always cheaper than the healthier food. It's like obesity is being promoted.

3. Rider, why is the Fine Arts Parking lot for Faculty and Staff only?

I'm clearly the most bitter about parking. I honestly believe the way it's set up is dumb and that it needs serious revision... but seriously why is the FArts lot only for Faculty? I know it's not very big but what about after hours? Why is it only open on weekends? I think that after maybe 6 or 7 pm, the parking lot should be open. If there's a rehearsal going on and the students don't get out until 11 or midnight, it would be nice for them to simply walk out the back door to their car instead of having to trek to the BLC lot... or worst... the lot in the literal back of everything! Or if a student has a night class... Think about your students for once!

4. Rider, why is it that Daly's food is only food when we have guests?

Based on the fact that the visitor's parking lot is somewhat closer to things than the Commuter lot (again, I'm bitter) and the fact that Daly's brings out the good food when there's an open house or some event with outside people, I truly believe Rider only cares about you when you don't go there. I don't blame the people who work at Daly's because somehow they are able to make decent meals on Admitted Students day so I don't believe it's a lack of skill. Which honestly makes it more confusing on nights where the food is undercooked, dry, not seasoned, or missing. RIDER... I AM CONFUSION!

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To The Teacher Who Was So Much More

Thank you for everything

I think it's fair to say that most people remember at least one teacher who had a lasting impact on them. I have been incredibly lucky to have several teachers who I will never forget, but one individual takes the cake. So here's to you: thank you for all you have done.

Thank you for teaching me lessons not just in the textbook.

Although you taught a great lecture, class was never just limited to the contents of the course. Debates and somewhat heated conversations would arise between classmates over politics and course material, and you always encouraged open discussion. You embraced the idea of always having an opinion, and always making it be heard, because why waste your voice? You taught me to fight for things I believed in, and to hold my ground in an argument. You taught me to always think of others before doing and speaking. You showed me the power of kindness. Thank you for all the important lessons that may not have been included in the curriculum.

Thank you for believing in me.

Especially in my senior year, you believed in me when other teachers didn't. You showed me just what I could accomplish with a positive and strong attitude. Your unwavering support kept me going, especially when I melted into a puddle of tears weekly in your office. You listened to my stupid complaints, understood my overwhelming stress-induced breakdowns, and told me it was going to be okay. Thank you for always being there for me.

Thank you for inspiring me.

You are the epitome of a role model. Not only are you intelligent and respected, but you have a heart of gold and emit beautiful light where ever you go. You showed me that service to others should not be looked at as a chore, but something to enjoy and find yourself in. And I have found myself in giving back to people, thanks to your spark. Thank you for showing me, and so many students, just how incredible one person can be.

Thank you for changing my life.

Without you, I truly would not be where I am today. As cliche as it sounds, you had such a remarkable impact on me and my outlook on life. Just about a year has passed since my graduation, and I'm grateful to still keep in touch. I hope you understand the impact you have made on me, and on so many other students. You are amazing, and I thank you for all you have done.

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Bring. It. On.


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