This is a guest column written by a friend of ours who is being given the pseudonym Gripey O’Coot because — you guessed it! — he needs student interns for his business. He graduated from Cornell in 1979.
— Jeff Stein
The lifeblood of our economy will soon slide down the slippery slopes of Ithaca; captive credit cards, er, college students, caught in our nefarious web, er, guests of our fair city, for nine months of economic bliss.
We know — we couldn’t live without their money — many of us would have no jobs without them. Take away Cornell and Ithaca College, we’d be Watkins Glen without the racetrack. But the return of students spells misery to us Townies every fall.
We’ve grown used to sprawling around all summer in a city built for 60,000 but with only 30,000 permanent residents — we can park; there’s no lines at the movies . . . We envy your tanned, unlined faces; all bright and new from summering in the Hamptons; your cool new clothes and fresh haircuts.
But we’ll get revenge — we’ll witness your devolution — by October you’ll be pale, pimpled, and wearing a hoodie. By November, well … it ain’t pretty. December?
After winter break, rested and refreshed, re-tanned and re-coiffed, you’ll return, but by April, sleep-deprivation and hoodies will once again rule. (But Slope Day’s only nine short months away, kids!) (And maybe Snoop Dogg will come back to town!)
To Townies, “Students” equals “Traffic Jams,” “Forfeited Damage Deposits,” and “Stuff on the Lawns” that, well. . . “Shouldn’t Be There.”
But spare the despair — here are the Top 10 Reasons Townies “Love” It When Students Return: