That's what happened this last Monday night. I decided that before turning in my paper later that night, going to the cornfield for family home evening would be a great idea. I only began to feel a little anxious when my group decided that the 3.9 miles option was better than the 1.5 miles. Needless to say, we got terribly lost. It took forever. But it was still really fun! It was worth the consequence of what happened later.
I rushed inside once we got home and quickly wrote a poorly written, final draft of my paper. I finished with 30 minutes to go before the deadline. I drove up to campus and jumped out of my car to print the paper off.
I ran to the JSB. It was locked. I ran to the Brimhall. It was open! After wandering around, I realized there was no printer. So I ran to the McKay building. Locked. I ran to the Benson building. Unlocked! And I knew there was a printer. Success! My paper started printing and I felt relief flow through me. But it was not my lucky day. The papers started coming out jaggedly and bent with the ink smeared. Perfect.
I considered still turning it in but only three out of four pages printed and that wouldn't work. Luckily, there was a kind janitor who took pity on me and allowed me to go into an already locked room to print off my paper.
I literally ran back to the Brimhall building to turn in my paper. I cut across the grass, through darkened puddles, and up the three flights of stairs to the top of the building. I got to my professor's door only to realize that the room number online was wrong. Great. So I wandered around until I finally found my professor's door and slid my paper underneath.
I walked slowly back to my car, still a little tense from the stress but so relieved. Was the cornfield worth it? Yes. Would I recommend going there if your paper is not complete?
Yes. But take the 1.5 mile route.
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