Name: Arthur Allen Year: 2008 Major: Political Science email: [email protected]

This last weekend I needed to get some food before I worked, so I stopped by Stetson East for some pancakes. I got my tray, stood in the weekend pancake line, and told the server, “I’d like four pancakes, please.” She put two pancakes on the plate, I reminded her that I said four, she hesitated and looked over at her supervisor who was standing right next to her. He stood there authoritatively, his arms folded, and shook his head. “Well, can I have three pancakes?” The supervisor replied, “You can come back after you’re done eating these pancakes.”

I’m really glad the supervisor man knew how much I could eat, because I know I sure didn’t. Seriously, is there a pancake shortage or something? This situation is truly comical- it’s the kind of thing I’d expect to read about in the Times New Roman, not write about for the NU News. This is ridiculous.

I would not have been upset if there were a pancake shortage, though. Nor would I have been upset if he told me they were arbitrarily limiting everyone to two pancakes for the day, arbitrary rules I understand. But for him to look down his nose at me and condescendingly say “You can come back after you’re done” is simply outrageous. I have not been told how much I could eat in a cafeteria (that I was paying for) since I was in fifth grade. Grow up, sir. We’re not ten years old any more.

Usually the point of editorials like this is to suggest some change to the system or a way to fix some sort of problem. I have no suggestions or solutions. Well, let me take that back, I do have one suggestion that would solve the problem: Hey cafeteria supervisor guys, get off your power trip. It’s really annoying.