Oh Lockett, what a place. There's a special kind of panic it awakens in the strongest of humans. I guarantee that almost everyone on the LSU campus has had a class in there at some point in their life. Between the harsh lighting and cockroach carcasses, what's not to love? There's something that for everyone! It's a place that builds character and nurtures learning of our required course load. That being said, there are certain thoughts that have all crossed people's minds while being in the belly of the beast:
Walking these stairs feels an awful lot like walking to my death.
This lighting is way too harsh for my hangover.
How did the rooms just jump 20 numbers in the same hallway?
Which way to the bathroom?
Is this the first floor?
RIP to that cockroach.
And that one, too.
I need to figure out a way have my head turn all the way around to read all of these blackboards.
Does this stairway go anywhere?
Why aren't there any windows? Will I ever see the sun again?
Where's the bathroom?
When's the last time these elevators were inspected?
Is that a mouse or a cockroach? Perhaps a cockamouse?
Who numbered these lecture halls in the basement? A blind baby?
I don't think I've seen a flyer in the bathroom that wasn't from at least two months ago.
Who are these bathroom stalls designed for? Stick people?
How did they fit so many shades of beige in one place?
The doors are so wide, and the stalls are so narrow.
Does Lockett do double as a bomb shelter?
This building may, in fact, be condemned.
I feel like I'm walking in circles.
Does time stop in here?
I don't think I've ever seen this many desks in one room.
Is this what Hell feels like?
Where the heck is the bathroom! I still haven't found it!
The fire hazards in this facility are through the roof.
Is it weirdly moist in here, or is it just me?
I doubt they actually show this on high school tours.
Was this at one time the set of a horror movie?
Was Lockett designed by a serial killer to trap his victims by confusion?
Help! I'm trapped in Lockett and I can't get out!
