I just got back from a tiring day at work. I smell like dry-erase cleaning fluid and I can still taste it in my mouth. There are easily over 20 whiteboards in Montgomery hall and I spent 5 hours cleaning them. I inhaled maybe not fatal but definitely alarming amount of the cleaning fluid mist. Yes, being employed at the Cage during summer breaks means you're a glorified janitor. But wait, I am not ranting or complaining…yet.
During this brain-dead task of spray on-wipe off, I was thinking of two things. One, this blog post; and the two, pun…oh well… something personal and a little explicit which I don't intend on discussing here, so lets just forget that.
This is my second time working at the cage during the break. The last time I cleaned the whiteboards, I left a simple (and I thought funny,) message on my facebook wall: "Next time you see a pristine, white, dry-erase board and feel the urge to defile it, please don't." I had seen stuff on the boards which I found amusing,(then again, I have a weird sense of humor) but the parents visiting the building probably didn't. I just felt it painted students and the college in an undesirable light. So I was sharing my harrowing experience of having to try and clean these boards with my peers. People, at least ones from my generation are more likely to listen to stuff that hasn't come down by an authority figure. Through the facebook dialogue, some of my friends realized that using non dry-erase markers on these dry-erase boards or not cleaning it off in time in the end results in permanent degradation of the equipment over a relatively short period of time.
This time some dry-erase boards looked much worse. One in particular seemed like somebody used sandpaper to try and erase it. I was dreading walking into the 321 classroom because I remembered what it looked like from the last week of classes there. Caricatures and cartoons of all sorts occupied every inch of the board. As expected, even after spending a really long time on it, we couldn't get it entirely clean. But it is not always the students either. One board had notes written by a professor in some ink that upon spraying with the cleaning fluid was re-liquefied and started spreading and staining all over.
Seems like some people need to be educated a little on all this. This reminded me of my English composition class fall quarter. The professor had set aside one class for the representative from the writing center in the library to come and talk to the students. It was very informative and we found out stuff that I think personally, I wouldn't have ever found out by myself.
Actually, Prof. Ashwin Inamdar had just come into the cage a couple weeks ago proposing that a cage representative talk to the class about the facilities, rules, policies, best practices, etc. I think that could do a lot of good to everybody involved. But things like this take time to get implemented in a place as big as SCAD.
So I am not holding my breath. I just wanted to get that off my head, go play some tennis and get to bed, because tomorrow's another long day at work.
P.S. And hope I don't die from all the fluid that I ingested.