New Freedom Card

Today, I left work at 3pm. I was on my way to RMU. Traffic was too bad probably because I left at 3. I arrived to RMU around 4:30pm. I got a visitor’s pass from RMU police and then put it in my car and walked to the Revere Center.

When I walked into the building, I couldn’t remember which way to go. I read the sign and it pointed downstairs, but when I went downstairs, I forgot the freedom card office is straight back. I stopped into another office, I think it was Student Accounts. A work study was working the front desk. He told me freedom cards are down the hall. I said, “Oh okay, thank you.” I turned and walked down to the hall and there it was on the door, “Freedom Card Office.” I walked in and approached the work study, who was sitting in a cube. I told her I was here for a freedom card, my name is Danielle. I am a graduate intern with John Locke. She said, “oh okay, he told me you were coming.” I smiled. She said, your name isn’t coming up in our system. I said, “Oh I am alumni, and it is under my maiden name.” I gave her my maiden name and there I was. She said, “She couldn’t edit my name, but she could add to it.” I said, “Okay, I guess I will be a hyphen then.”  I truthfully didn’t care. I always joke with Drew about being a hyphen and he always says no. Honestly, it is nice to see my maiden last name next to my married name. I don’t mind it.

When they created my card, they used the same picture I took for the first one when I was an undergraduate. I thought that was great. I didn’t mind it. I was going to wear the same shirt, but it was so hot outside. They also gave me a staff card. I thought that was pretty cool as well.

After I got my card printed, I reported to John Locke’s office. He was pretty busy. We got my e-mail set up, and he gave me a parking pass. He said, he didn’t have anything for me today, but we will be in touch. He asked, if I could help with the Colonial Theater and sell tickets at the Box Office, next Thursday, Friday, and Saturday? I said, I can do that. I will see you then.

I left his office and called Drew and told him about working the Box office and my RMU ID. I said, can I get something at the bookstore to celebrate. he said, go for it Bub! When I went down to the bookstore, theater music was playing in the store. I liked it. I shopped around for an ID holder, an RMU lanyard, and went to the counter. A there student who graduated around the same time I did sold me the items, and then he saw my freedom card. He said, Oh I didn’t see that you were staff you get 15% percent off. Here I will return those items and you can buy them back, and I will give you 15% off. This is so sweet.  I said, “Oh but I am intern.” He said, “Doesn’t matter you have a staff ID.” I also bought a Colonial Crazies shirt. Why the hell not? I am enjoying this. I would have bought more, but I didn’t want to over do it.

When I left RMU, I took some pictures. I had this overwhelming sense of pride to be an alumnus of RMU. I feel blessed and grateful.

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When I got back to my parents, I finally met Alyssa. We talked for a bit. She is helping with the dogs during the day, while I was at work. She is also my distant cousin. She was telling me how she loves Paris and how little she is. I smiled. I said, they are both good dogs, but Paris has a little personality to her. We chatted for a bit, but I had to get ready for Drew to come over.

When Drew arrived it was 7:30pm. He wasn’t feeling too well, but wanted to be here with me to help me with the dogs tomorrow, so I could work on my paper. I am nervous about sitting down and crafting it, but I should have all that I need.

In the evening, we relaxed and watched Smallville before going to bed.

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