The Rochester Institute of Technology

Date: Mar 29 2005
Major: Undecided (This Major's Salary over time)
Even after we were there enrolled as students, they still tried to "sell" the school to us. The students were ok for the most part - just a bunch 'o freaks and geeks in a common predicament. But I only know of 2 people who started there and finished their degree there. (Years after the allotted 4 years for an undergrad degree). Everyone else transferred out or in, or dropped out altogether, completely defeated and with a bad taste in their mouth. You were treated like a number, nobody would even talk to you unless you could prove your bills were paid up to date, and faculty was hard to get ahold of. At the community college I went to after this horrid experience (much better), the professors would tell you to call them up at home if you needed some help. I even went to a picnic at my academic advisor's house! At RIT, however, we were told, "If you call me at home, I WILL fail you right then and there."

Nobody gave a rat's ass whether you understood anything, wanted help, or were struggling with living away from mom & dad. All you could do is cling to the brick walls for warmth in the middle of the night while you waited for the fire trucks to come and tell you it was safe to go back in to sleep. (Nightly fire-alarm-pulling in the dorms)

And having worked for campus safety at one point, I can tell you I most certainly felt WORSE about my safety once I got to know the arrogant pricks who were more concerned with towing cars 15 minutes before the lots closed than people getting raped in the bathrooms right outside the campus safety office!

I can't stress enough how much this school sucks! And don't get me started on the weather… I used to tell people,

if I wanted warmth, I would've gone to Florida.

Yeah, well… trust me, even if you LIKE snow, you will learn to hate it more than anything imagineable. And the snow is the least of your worries - then there's the -60F wind-chill. And did I mention I packed up everything I owned and moved 317 miles East because there's no class or culture to speak of in Western NY?

The people who live there are totally defeated. They've given up on life, and they've got to be the most lazy, self-defeating people I've ever met. It engulfs you and sucks you in. Run away! Don't even consider it!