In praise of the library coffeeshop

Here at Pitt, Composition teachers are encouraged to have midterm conferences with all of our students. (Mine begin in 30 minutes). I know that teaching one class, 19 students, isn’t much at all. But when it comes to scheduling the half-hour meetings, suddenly it seems like an enormous chunk of time. Two enormous chunks of time, to be exact — 8 students today, 11 tomorrow.

So instead of sitting in my shared gray cube in an office area the English department locks up at 5pm, I’m meeting with my students at Hillman library, Pitt’s main branch, in its coffeeshop. Not only am I surrounded by books. No only am I in a comfortable chair. Not only can I stay here until 11pm, or whenever the library closes tonight. I can do all those things — and also buy coffee.

I’m not buying coffee just now — I’m typing this, see — but the fact that it’s there, across the room, behind that weird statue and on the other side of the woman who’s talking loudly about shoes, well, it even makes up for the shoe-talker. Coffee! With books! Free library books! Who came up with this mad, wonderful formula?

A toast to you, my friend. Once I decide to grab the afternoon’s cup of joe, that is.

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I like sitting in Jack Webb's booth.