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Opinion: Problems with the Pride Ride

Gabby DeMarchi

I hate walking to class. I absolutely hate it. Living in the Townhouses and having every single class in Weiser is possibly the worst thing ever. I always scold myself and others for complaining that we have to walk, because in reality, our campus isn’t that big. But I still do it all the time. I am a huge hypocrite and I’ll be the first to admit it.

Not only do I hate walking to class, but I also hate walking to work, meetings and gatherings. I hate it all. When I leave Senior Village at 8:45 every morning, I don’t return until I absolutely need to.

Seeing as I hate everything to do with walking anywhere, I am a big fan of the Pride Ride. In my eyes, it is a gift sent from God.

While I have been an avid user of the Pride Ride for many years now, lately I’ve felt like the Pride Ride just doesn’t want to give me rides. I always see the Pride Ride out and about, but it never slows down, and it certainly never stops for me.

Isn’t it the Pride Ride’s job to stop and ask if I want a ride?

Every Monday night I work at Babson Library from 10 p.m. to 12 a.m. While the Pride Ride is off duty by the time my shift ends, it is certainly on when I’m walking to work. While 10 p.m. isn’t as late as midnight, it’s still pretty darn late. Not to mention that it’s winter and windy, and I am cold. I don’t want to have to walk to the library by myself at 10 o’clock at night in the freezing cold.

I always see the Pride Ride whizzing by, and I don’t even have the chance or opportunity to try and slow it down to ask for a ride. I just sadly watch it go by.

The question I have here is this: shouldn’t it be in the job description for the Pride Ride drivers to stop and ask students if they want rides instead of us having to hunt them down? It seems like a basic right that us Springfield College students should have.

Like I said, I’m a huge fan of the Pride Ride. I love it, and I don’t know what I would do without it. I just wish it would be a little bit more attentive to students. I wish it cared for me, that’s all.

So, Pride Ride drivers, if you ever see a 4-foot-11-inch girl with long brown hair trudging it to Babson Library at 10 o’clock on a Monday night, please pick me up. I might be a little cranky because I’m cold, but it would absolutely make my day, heck, maybe even my month if you pull over and offer me a ride.


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