“The sheriff and watch are at the door. / They are come to search the …”


What the blazes? I am interrupted at a crucial moment of Henry VI. What has roused me from my reverie; what has cut short the bard’s fruitful bounty?

I spring across the carpeted halls to the source of the sound. A student walks away smugly, a clutch of dollars in his paw.

An ATM machine? An ATM machine?

It doesn’t take a “genius” to figure out that the ATM machine in Bass Library is just plain annoying. Seriously guys, what does it say when a university compromises the reading pleasure of its students to make some more $$$?

Major fail, Yale.