Cafeteria

Kaitlyn: This is one of my largest pet peeves. Third lunch. Let's go through all the reasons it sucks.
1) EVERYONE is in it. I find it hard to believe, personally, that every fifth hour teacher is told to send their students to lunch at the same time. How's first lunch? Empty. Second? Dead. Third? Mayhem. Utter mayhem.
2) The EVIL LUNCH LADIES. They ALWAYS RUN OUT OF THINGS. You want ketchup? Better get there early, buddy. Don't even think about getting Big Daddy's pizza. It's laughable. That stuff is more valuable than gold. To top it all off, they're all crazy.
3) The PRICES. It seems as if the school snack bar is trying to make money off of us. Case in point: Pop-Tarts. Guess what they're running at these days: $1.25. A DOLLAR AND TWENTY FIVE CENTS. For a package of Pop-Tarts. You can literally go to Target and buy a pack of four Pop-Tarts for TWO DOLLARS. Two dollars. This kind of blatant extortion is unacceptable. And if you want to double up, it costs you on average $2. That much for an extra piece of pizza or six mini corn dogs. It makes me want to scream.
4) You have ZERO TIME. Let's go through a timetable:
12:24- class is dismissed for lunch.
12:28- you arrive at the cafeteria. You fight your way through the crowd and hope that you got in the right lunch line.
12:35- you finally get your food, grab utensils, and find (hopefully) a spot to sit.
12:40- although class starts in 15 minutes, the lunch room security decides that now is the time to make you leave the lunch room. They send hints, like stealing your garbage or grabbing the food out of your mouth and putting it in the garbage. There is nothing I hate more. I want to enjoy my food. When I am being shooed out of the lunch room fifteen minutes before class starts I actually want to kill someone. I could kill someone, given the means and opportunity.

William: I couldn't agree more, in my three years of high school I have never had anything other then 3rd lunch and it sucks. By the time lunch comes around I'm starving, but ooh, tough luck if you had to come from orchestra for the first two years because by the time you pack up and get there, there is no food. Honestly, I don't understand how its possible to run out of spaghetti sauce every single time. I want meat sauce dammit, and if you've run out every time this semester perhaps you could COOK MORE NEXT TIME. I don't believe its too much to ask. Also, is it really necessary for the lunch ladies to yell "Double up!" at the top of their lungs so everybody within a mile radius can hear and stare at you? I suppose if its trying to reduce child obesity I could support the idea of humiliation to the point of never wanting to double up again, but I'm pretty sure that's not what they had in mind. Also, in my High School experience I have yet to touch a piece of Big Daddy's pizza. I feel you and all other similarly denied students pain.