Saturday, December 6, 2014

Seeing Red



I have seen the enemy… and it was red. And not nearly as bad as I expected!

The occasion was a college tour with my son of the University of Utah. The home of the Utes!! Arch enemy of the BYU Cougars. The only thing I really knew about them is that their black and red football uniforms scared me a little bit when they were on the football field. But I put on my big boy pants and drove my son into the mouth of the beast for a two hour tour of the university. As a side note, the enemy validates parking for visitors. That was cool!

Jeffrey and I were able to see lots of buildings with names and gathering areas with names and trees with names! Yes, with the U of U being a designated State arboretum, every tree was labeled, making it easy for students to find their way around and conversations like this very typical…

 “You’re looking for the Life Sciences building? Easy! Take a left at Aesculus Glabra and it’s about 125 pinecones past the Sequoiadendron giganteum”
“Thanks, Dude, you’re a lifesaver!”

Our group was walking by the police dept. and our tour guide was explaining how safe it was on campus when 2 explosions rocked the chilly air around us. We all ducked and looked around to see who the target was. I don’t know why everyone looked at me but my first thought was that I set off some BYU Cougar detection artillery. There was confusion in our tour guides faces until one of them said it was probably just part of the Veteran’s Day activities. Ahhh, that was a good cover story. I didn’t buy it but it seemed to appease most in our group. A little while later in the building that houses Kingsbury Hall, our guide was trying to explain something to us when a series of 21 cannon shots exploded into the gray sky. The explosions were separated by about 5 seconds each and it was really fun to hear our guide trying to talk as fast as he could between blasts. Though they told us the artillery cannons were shooting blanks, I couldn’t help but notice that they were pointed in the exact direction of a rival university to the south.

The library was to coolest building on campus. One of the guides, a sophomore, said he didn’t know much about the building because he didn’t like reading (this appeared to give several prospective students some hope) so handed the tour to the freshman guide who made it clear that she loved this place. The library housed not only the library of books one would expect, but so many study areas, public and private, that my mind was boggled! “Dad!! Time to move on!”, my son pulled me out of the study area boggle and we then saw the computer lab area. It was huge! The sophomore non-reading tour guide told us that students could write on the glass walls of the public and private computer lab study areas with dry-erase markers. We didn’t actually see anyone doing that, but the non-reading tour guide assured us that if we did it, we almost assuredly would not get caught.

After we saw all there was to see, the students were all given a U of U pen to fill out a survey card. The pen looked really cool so I tried to pretend I needed one too and I almost got one but when I reached for it, my jacket parted enough to show the BYU shirt I was wearing. They asked my son to come alone next time.

Before completely leaving, we decided to get lunch at a little basement joint just off campus called The Pie. It sounded great and I was excited… I looked at the menu and it seemed all they had was pizza. I asked if they had Pecan, or pumpkin, or even strawberry-rhubarb but they just sneered and asked my son what HE wanted. Very poor customer service, if you ask me. Why didn’t they call the place something more meaningful, like The Pizza Basement?!