In the past, students living in OU’s dorms were able to pick up their packages and mail during set hours each day. But this year, each green will instead have one centralized mail center with longer hours daily.
The drastic changed has wreaked havoc for those in residence halls across campus.
“I would literally rather die than walk the 200 yards from my room to Ryors,” said Danny Blevins, a sophomore living in Treudley Hall. “Last year I had like two hours a day to pick up my mail, and now I’m expected to make it halfway way across West Green in a six-hour window? Who am I, Usain Bolt?”
The mail centers will be open from noon to 6 p.m. throughout the week and from noon to 4 p.m. on Saturdays, the university said, and for those students strong enough to make the trek to their green’s mail center, the obstacles only continue.
Just last Thursday, freshman Megan Poletti found herself at the back of the Jefferson Hall mail center’s line with only 20 minutes left to pick up her package, a box containing a live snake from her grandmother. Poletti stood in terror behind nearly four other students, watching as the minutes ticked away.
“It takes nearly a full minute for them to get your package,” Poletti said, “and I think that’s pretty ridiculous. I got my package with fourteen minutes to spare, but what if I had decided to finish the episode of Pretty Little Liars I was watching first? My grandma’s snake would have died, and I would have had to take legal action against the school.”
Other students share Poletti’s sentiments. Sophomore Nick Sanchez said that although he hadn’t experienced the new mail centers yet, he was very angry about them because he heard he might have to wait in a line – something that goes against his personal beliefs.
“Lines are just so harsh,” Sanchez said. “I think we should instead do that thing they do at the BMV where everyone takes a number and sits wherever they want until it’s their turn. Now that’s a system that always runs smoothly!”
A few days after Sanchez shared these initial impressions, he was notified by email that he had received a package. When he went to pick it up, he was so distraught by the change that when it was his turn in line, all he could do was scream unintelligibly, making it impossible for those working to identify him and figure out which package was his.
“Every time that happened to me last year, my RA was the one working the desk in my building, so he knew who I was even though I was just screaming,” Sanchez said. “You just can’t get that level of personal service with a mail center that serves so many people.”
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