So, there’s a new website to “Find a fitty”, the irresistible person you may have spotted working at a desk, or strolling through the shelving in your university library? That’s pretty…innovative.
Ahhhhh, s’all different from my day *gazes off into middle distance*
Back then, in the olden days of the 1990s, nobody had a laptop, we had pens, paper and temperamental photocopiers. It’s hard to look attractive while furtively swearing at a machine that’s copied a sheet of pure inky black for the 5th time, despite all the settings being fine, a trick usually reserved for when you only having enough credit for 5 copies on your copier card and need to be in a lecture in 5 minutes. And of course you didn’t want to attract the wrath of the librarians, so all frustrations had to be expressed in a whisper. Or a note on the back of the miscopied page, filled with swear words. All of this may lead to a red face, dishevelment and generally high levels of irritation. Not particularly conducive to romance, really.
However, my Uni was also well known for having carrels…individual study rooms, lining the outer walls on certain floors, with nice views to the outer world. Lockable, with a glass panel to the side of the door…you know, nice and…kinda private.
In the later evening hours, if you were unlucky enough to glance in the window of the wrong one, you might get more of a biology lesson than you had planned for…alternatively, you could regard it as a bonus, impromptu anatomy lesson.
Meh: websites, removing the excitement from library life!