Freshmen Background

My name is Jesse Gotlib and I’m a freshman at Bridgewater State University. I am from the

town of Dartmouth, which is about thirty minutes away from campus. In the past summer the

incoming freshmen had their orientation, which is usually 2-3 day period in which they would be

split up into groups with their orientation leaders. The orientation leaders were students

themselves and that alone made it a bit more comfortable considering we’re nervous enough to

begin with. Especially the fact that we’re freshmen who were use to being the head honchos in

high school, but now we’re surrounded by hundreds of strangers and one of them whom we’re

going to live with this upcoming fall. College is a scary thing with potential roommates,

increasing amount of work, strict teachers, larger school, etc. At this orientation we were being

prepared 24/7 of all things college. We played games all together in our little groups to break the

ice with one another to make new friends. The point was to make all of us feel a bit more

comfortable with one another and we had a set schedule throughout these days as well. We ate

for free and had tours one on one of our classes with a selected Orientation Leader. By this, we

learned our schedule and we felt we had the chance to breathe easier. Also during this

orientation we had tours of all the buildings including eating establishments.

This orientation had us feel confident we made the right decision of picking Bridgewater

for our college destination. We did learn where the buildings were and the cafeterias, but we

never would have thought inside of one of the buildings that were for events and classes that a

restaurant would be hiding. Or at least it was never shown to us during orientation or during the

campus tours. This mysterious cafe, which is so guarded within it, is the Bridgewater Dining

Room that is located on the second floor of the Rondeliou Campus Center. This cafeteria is like

an extravagant restaurant located in a random college building. Random is the perfect word
especially from the perspective of a freshman. What is certain in the eyes of us, Bridgewater

freshmen, is that there are 4 cafes; there’s Tilly next to Boyden, ECC and Crimson next to

Shea/Durgin, and the Bear’s Den, which is next to the RCC. However, the uncertainty that

circles these eating establishments is the Bridgewater Dining Room located in the RCC. Yes as

freshmen we’re considered to question ourselves at this point in the amount of knowledge we

think we know of our school, considering there’s now five cafes now instead of four. Not

knowing quite what the Bridgewater Dining Room is and questioning how much you really

know of the campus totally relates to the freshman Emily Brown.

Interview

Student: Emily Brown

As I ponder of how ridiculous it is that this place has zero advertising, I should at least ask

another student who has never heard of BDR to share and contrast his or her experiences. A

friend of a friend her name is Emily Brown and she is a freshman at Shea Hall. A normal

freshman she is in the sense of being involved in intramurals, getting solid grades, and being

somewhat aware of her campus surroundings. Yes, a regular student, one who has not even

heard of the BDR. “No Clue,” seemed to be the phrase of the conversation with this freshman.

Not knowing at all of the dining room ironically wasn’t a surprise to me at all. She has only

heard of the place from a friend and that friend only heard of it from me. Needless to say this

place isn’t very well known amongst freshmen. Emily hears of the place “as a heaven for the

busy student, a place to go to escape hectic study schedules and job worries.” The little BDR

news that she hears seems to be all but negative. With all this talk of the dining room she

mentions of her future plans with her friends. With glee, she plans on going to the Bridgewater
Dining Room very soon. Emily is a regular student who loves to procrastinate just like

everybody else in college; she wakes up late and goes straight to lunch with her friends.

Specifically she usually goes to ECC or Bears Den for lunch. At the ECC she likes the coffee

and the breakfast food and at Bears Den she likes the quessideas and chicken noodle soup. From

12-4 she has classes and then relaxes. Then she has dinner usually at Crimson where she loves

the sandwiches. Then she delays her homework till two in the morning and then showers. A

pretty normal student, she is procrastination at its best like a sport where coffee seems to be the

drug behind the success. Most of the time stressed out of her mind about homework, essays and

tests, while still trying to stay connected to her campus by playing volleyball and soccer she

wishes to relax once in a while. At points during her schedule she says that relaxing doesn’t

seem like an option, however she does mention a newer possibility in the horizons. During her

classes from 11-2 instead of going to the ECC or Tilly she plans on to instead to be waited on for

a change and to head over to the Bridgewater Dining Room. From this conversation with Emily

it gave a great perspective of the student who hasn’t heard of the Dining Room. A perspective I

predicted dead on because I was once in those shoes. I myself only came across the Dining

Room by walking pass it on the floor of the Campus Center. I had no clue previous to the

discovery that it existed. Not the slightest information given by a tour, a brochure, nothing! I

thought I knew everything about the campus surroundings as well as Emily thought, not until the

Dining Room came in sight. I swear the term “No clue” was used to a new extreme and my

ironic laughter couldn’t be stopped. Also another eason why she hasn’t heard of the place is that

her classes are during the hours the dining room is open. Guarantee that most freshmen have

class from eleven to two in the afternoon. Scheduling can conflict very much so with freshmen

in the afternoon and that by itself is a huge reason why there isn’t as many freshmen there.
Also, advertisement is why no one has heard of it. In the talk with Emily she says that she

knows barely anything of the Bridgewater Dining Room and that is the end of the year. If a

freshman doesn’t know much about it by the end of the year that means not many of the

freshmen do.

Same old routine

The quote of the University about it’s a good day to be a bear correlates with freshmen thinking

they know everything they need to know of the campus. Meaning students take pride in what

they do, especially when they are in college. It seems as if college makes all of us older all of a

sudden. Just in the way you think about yourself and your future. Sure partying is on the mind

constantly and the thoughts of dating; however this campus is like a new city for

all students. Students see this place as a new home waiting to be broken in. This

is why they party hard in the beginning to get their feet wet and study the campus

right out of the gate. This is true because I’m a freshman myself and freshmen

don’t like to be one of those kids asking a senior where the cafeteria is or where

professor White’s office is. College students want to be right all the time and they think they

know where their lives are heading. It’s always a good day to be a bear basically reflects how

freshmen dream to feel everyday, they just want to be a bear and fit in right away.

I thought at least I knew all about the university, such as what buildings are which and

what cafeterias are on each side of the campus. Knowing where the cafeterias are crucial right?

A freshman can’t just walk down to the same café each day because that would be redundant.

After awhile you’ll start getting in a routine and then slowly you most likely get a feeling of
restlessness and homesickness as if you were in a prison cell. The feeling of a prison cell isn’t a

foreign language to the kids at Bridgewater considering a handful of the kids commute and

several of the kids on campus go home on the weekends. The typical and truthful reason kids go

home on the weekends is because there isn’t much to do on the weekends and it’s a known fact

Bridgewater isn’t a lively campus like an Umass Amherst. With a boring atmosphere on the

weekends and the same old cafeterias a routine will probably suffocate kids within the white

walls of their dorm rooms. This is factual because the boring atmosphere is a known fact, ask

any of the students on campus and they’ll tell you Bridgewater is known to be a studious place,

however entertainment all is concerned is a zero. Also with the cafeterias is just like any other

college cafeteria. They are sub-par quality and usually the same old everyday. Sure they have a

variety of food, however kids start getting in routines trying to eat differently now and then, but

after solid month boredom will start to kick in.

BDR

Not only does this restaurant have an abnormal location for freshmen are concerned, but also it

has abnormal operating hours as well. This college restaurant is only open at lunch hours and

that’s it, from eleven o’clock to two o’clock. Not only do the operating hours not fit in the

schedule for freshmen, but also barely any freshmen have ever even heard of this place and no

one even talks about it. I only heard about it from a friend who heard of it randomly from

another friend. How are we supposed to know of it and eat there if it’s so secluded?

For a restaurant that’s so secluded, where would their income come from and what type

of atmosphere would it give off? Luckily I am one of the few freshmen that know of this
restaurant and have been to it several times. For such a secluded place, surprisingly there seems

to be always customers there, but who are these people that come in from eleven to two?

Usually these customers are college professors, because they’ve been here for a much longer

time than we’ve been here. Also we as freshmen have never heard of this place. Also I know for

a fact that the workers at the café would love to have an increase in business brought by students

considering it’s such a small number that give them business in the first place. This eating

establishment is such a quaint and creative place; it should be advertised as much as the other

cafes on campus. They deserve as much recognition as others places or even more. This place

has a great feel and advantages to it that others cafeterias do not have, like the opinion that it’s

great hangout to set yourself back from the cafeteria lifestyle and sit back for once and be served

instead of serving yourself. It’s a great atmosphere to be in after a tough Calculus test and just

sit and relax, to be served a great grilled burger with fries instead of sub-par burgers back at Tilly

or ECC. To sit in those big, comfy seats and have nice cold water with lemon wedge and having

a nice conversation with your friends is a lifestyle I could get use to, and that lifestyle is only

across campus, so why don’t they try to advertise that? The restaurant even has amazing specials

like a prime rib day for an example. On the menu the dining room offers a wide variety of food.

From chili and soup of the day, to salads or salad bar, to omelets

and variety of sandwiches, they also will try to make anything

you want right on the spot. Days like those have you realize that

just at that specific moment biting into that rib eye that the

stresses of the college lifestyle are irrelevant and insignificant. Yes, that might just be an

exaggeration, but the routine of college can be dreadful and repetitive, but the simple things in

life can make just the right difference.

 Every time I’ve been at the café, there’s always a professor, a little intimidating it can be

but that’s just the way it is. The first time eating at the café, being a freshman, it can be a little

scary and weird, but the second and third times turned into a feeling of almost cool and intrigued.

In this culture it shows that professors and students can co-exist under the same eating

establishment. At first, my reaction was that they must be in a meeting considering they’re in

business attire, but they’re professors just having lunch. Yes, I was intimidated as well, but after

the first time visiting it’s no big deal anymore, I think it’s kind of cool to have lunch in the same

room as professors; it’s surreal in its own way. When I have lunch at the café in the RCC it’s a

pleasant outing with my friends and it’s a time to see professors out of the classroom.

Walking across campus seems treacherous for just a bite to eat. Well, that feeling seems

to be mutual among newly incoming freshmen; however the journey from the East side of

Bridgewater State University Campus to the West side becomes easier day-to-day. On the East

side we have a couple of places to reside for our meals; we have the East Campus Commons

where I get most of my meals and Crimson Hall, which doesn’t accept meal swipes. The only

reason why I go to the East Campus Commons for Breakfast, Lunch, and Dinner is the simple

fact of being lazy and that comes in the blood of being a college student; we have to save our

energy for procrastination and going partying from Thursday nights to Saturday nights.

Nevertheless, I have made it a must not to shadow the stereotype of “the college student” of

being lazy and sticking to what he or she knows. I want to grow and if that starts with little steps

like expanding my horizons to bigger and better things like the cafeterias across campus then so

be it, I’ll take that risk. I’ve taken those steps over to the Tillingaust Dining Hall and

Bridgewater Dining Room. I am proud to say that I’m one of the few freshmen that have eaten

at the fine establishment, but I’m not proud of the simple fact that it’s so hidden. The
Bridgewater Dining Room or known as BDR is the school’s hidden jewel located West side of

campus in the Rondileau Campus Center.

First Great Outing

I have had experience eating at this Dining room with my group of friends so I know exactly

where to go when I’m craving delicious food other than the food at ECC. On February 22, 2011

I decided to head towards the BDR for the sole purpose of solving a solution for my hunger

problem. In the Rondileau Campus Center where the BDR is located it includes the Student

Government Association and academic departments.

At 12:20 I look upon the wide hallway towards the infamous dining room. As I linger

step-by-step on these large tiles on the floor I take a glance to the left and it seems I have found

my location, however it’s a mirage. The big brown door with a sign displaying the title of

Bridgewater Dining Room, under that lays Comedor Bridgewater and under that Refeitorio

Bridgewater, however under that sign there’s a sign saying please use next door with an arrow

facing the right. A few more steps it took as I dilly-dally my way to the correct entrance on the

left side of the hall. Before even entering the restaurant I couldn’t help it but take a minute to

look upon the advertising they displayed for the restaurant. There was a bulletin board with a

couple of signs of information about the place, signs that indicated information like the wide

menu they have, weekly specials, and the hours open.

While I was glancing at these signs two campus tours proceeded past me. Usually these

tours consist of the tour guide and the prospective students with their families. While they

walked I couldn’t help it but listen. Both of the tours didn’t mention once of the Dining Room,

but they did find the time to mention the Community Service across the hall, the community
service center is an important place, but what about the Bridgewater Dining Room it’s a business

ran by the school; it deserves recognition as much as the other establishments on campus. After

the tours proceeded on I could only ponder, why the tour guides didn’t make it a priority to

advertise BDR, or at least briefly mention it. It can only mean that the higher ups of the school

don’t want the place advertised to students because they most likely just want it for professors to

use. This is assumed for the reason that administrators advise tour guides and they teach them

what and how to guide incoming freshmen. If they don’t mention the BDR it’s for a reason.

At 12:36, I entered the Dining Room and all the tables with plain white table clothes

caught my eye. I knew from experience that as I entered the entrance/exit that the place was a

sit-down style restaurant. On this specific day, the place seemed to be doing pretty well. Also it

seemed to be pretty rushed. Well at least in the eyes of Gail the waitress. Debbie the other

waitress wasn’t working today and they only have them as the waitresses, so Gail was in deep. I

took the closest seat next to the exit and sat myself down. I sat at the square table as they all

were and it had a thick wooden top with one leg supporting it with a circle shaped bottom at the

center. They all had white table clothes and a setting for two; two glasses, two utensils and

napkins, pepper and saltshakers, and splenda packets. At 12:41 the waitress finally came to greet

me, but I knew she was very busy so I didn’t care if it took longer than usual. She greeted me

with a warm welcome as she was dressed in all black uniform including even a black apron. She

came to give a menu and water. I wasn’t very picky so I made the order a synch; I ordered a

burger and a coffee. As I made myself comfortable I couldn’t help but notice the curvature of

the chairs for back support with their wood frame, green/tan cushion with swerve designs and

arm rests. After a couple of minutes I was served my coffee in a plain white ceramic mug and a

server for the cream. The coffee was called Seattle’s Best Coffee on the menu and it sure tasted
like it. With the simple design of the table setting and the great greeting from the waitress and

the coffee, I felt like as if I was at home feeling nice and safe and relaxed. The waitresses treated

all the customers as if they were one of their own; they made everyone feel welcome and happy

no matter what. They’re sort of like bartenders; they are very sympathetic towards all their

customers, including the professors and students. While being sympathetic towards all, they

notice that there’s an ironic circle of stories of kids hating the teachers and teachers hating some

of the kids.

As I enjoyed my coffee, I looked upon the rest of the restaurant. In the room there are

two pillars, on the far wall lies the large wall of windows, the right side from my angle lies the

kitchen in the far corner and the salad bar next to that, then the bar perpendicular to me; which is

never used anymore. The walls are designed with a wooden border that lay in the middle of the

wall that separated the top from the bottom. The top part of the wall is painted light gray and the

bottom is a bluish gray. On the walls are art pieces done by former students with their name and

graduation year under it displayed on a black petite plaque. Also between the entrance and the

old bar was the cashier/computer where customers can pay for their meals. By looking at all

these details of the architecture and art/layout of this establishment it seems as if it’s simple, but I

think that’s why it’s so quaint and comfortable. With the feature of the art done by former

students I think it shows that the culture of the room is made to incorporate that this place is a

university dining room and not some ordinary dining room. It’s a very calming place to eat,

especially with such calming colors on the walls with such amazing art hanging on the walls

done by former students; it’s just very cool.

About 1:00 I noticed that customers took seven of the thirteen tables in the room. Also

there was in front of me was a large group of (assumed) professors eating for lunch all left
altogether. As they left I now had a great view from my perspective of the room and it seemed a

bit more dim and empty, because of how all the customers were scattered amongst the outskirts

of the room. At 1:04 I was served my burger and fries and it looked delicious and I was ready to

part take. First of all before I could take a bite as soon as she served my dish I noticed how the

presentation was displayed. The chef or waitress I’m not sure who, but in the empty space on the

plate amongst the burger, fries, and pickle there was a tiny head of a flower and it made a very

nice completion of a display. To be eating at such a place on campus that puts so much effort to

make a burger so special just for us students can make such an endeavor of eating here feel very

special. While I was eating, it got so quiet that I could hear the forks hitting the plates of a group

of customers from across the dining room. At 1:13 the waitress offered me a refill of the coffee

and I felt like I was in heaven, because the coffee was just what I needed at that specific moment

and this coffee is just the best Seattle has to offer. At 1:19 I finished my burger and nonchalantly

went straight towards drinking my coffee and sitting back and enjoying the rest of the time I had

for my quiet lunch. As I pondered during the aura of coffee running around my nostrils I

couldn’t help it but notice the small things; such as the ketchup bottle was short and made of

glass, also I noticed how quiet it really was at that time. Right at that moment while I was in my

peace of mind I could only hear silence with the sound of forks and knives hitting the plates and

small chitchat quietly taking place across the room. As Gail came toward me for my dirty plates,

from experience I knew that they take flex dollars from the connect card, so I asked her to take

care of the bill. And so, another simply great outing at the quiet BDR comes to a close.

Interesting day 2

Three days later on Friday, February 25, 2011, on the worst of all days I decided to go out for

another lunch of discovery at Bridgewater Dining Room. However, this time turned out to be a
little different. Through a horrible rainstorm terrorizing the campus I managed to get a bus to go

across campus thank god. On the worst of all days an hour before my English class I decided to

go off to get some lunch. Fridays in the past have been quite productive for the Dining Room,

but as I entered the Dining Room this time it was completely empty. The reason upon this

vacant eating establishment comes from effect of the raining cats and dogs on this day. It looked

as if it were closed. All that I could see in my glance of this room was the group of workers

sitting and conversing amongst themselves in the corner next to the opening of the kitchen. As I

sauntered across the room and they asked me what I wanted, I started to explain the reason I was

there. I was a little skittish trying to decide whether to stay there or just come another time,

because originally I wanted to observe the customers, as soon Deb heard that she said we’re the

all-stars of this institution, observe us. That remark made me laugh and I decided to stay and

enjoy another delicious meal. The chef was relaxing with the two waitresses and she offered to

make anything I wanted on or off the menu it didn’t matter. They made me feel like I was home.

The waitresses at the BDR are there to serve the customer; they’re friendly, caring, and willing to

listen to any of our problems. The two waitresses have worked there for eighteen years, so I

guess they know a thing or two to please the customer. They’re very inviting people; they’re

regular people just like anyone else. Debbie has a daughter at Umass Dartmouth and Gail has

one at Umass Amherst.

As I enjoyed my golden fever chicken wrap customers started to sail in. After a little bit

there was a group of artsy type of students that caught up with each other at the restaurant. At

first there were only two or three that met there, but after a little bit the rest of the group met up.

They were a group of lighthearted kind individuals as they seemed and Gail came over to

welcome them. Gail read off from memory of all the different choices they had of basically
everything. The kids just chose the choices she read off first because it seemed as if she was

going to be saying the choices forever. At that moment it was quite comical. After a couple of

minutes, more and more groups of kids poured in and the waitresses told me that Fridays have

been a good day recently for business. There was this one group of girls who stood there

wondering if they were supposed to seat themselves or not. At that moment Gail and Debbie

were in the kitchen. It just shows how hidden this kept jewel really is. Each group of customers

that were there Gail and Deb treated them like family and greets each one of them with a big

welcoming smile.

Every time that I’ve been at the Bridgewater Dining Room it seems as if customers

because of their skittishness seem to choose to sit on the outskirts of the room, never in the

middle. The only customers that I’ve seen sit in the middle are large groups, but pretty much

that’s about it. Well it’s supposed to be a quiet restaurant and maybe a certain type of customers

show up who are there to have a quiet lunch. They are there to seat themselves and eat in peace

and relax from their hectic work schedules and classes. In knowing how great this place is and

the atmosphere behind it, it’s only fair to have some else’s opinion from experience.

On the perspective of the experienced customer came from the freshman named Ethan

Gold. Ethan is a Shea hall resident just like Emily, except the fact that he’s been to the

Bridgewater Dining Room. A friend of an acquaintance of mine I know him from and seemed

just like anyone else living on campus. Ethan has visited the Dining Room twice in counting and

can’t wait to go again. He described the place as “classy and fancy and tranquil atmosphere.”

He loves the atmosphere within the room, especially the comfy chairs and paintings on the walls.

When we talked about the staff at the BDR Ethan described the small number of staff as

“friendly, caring, and cool.” We both agreed of how busy they can be sometimes, but somehow
they still act as friendly as can be and always have a smile on their face. On food on our mind

food couldn’t be stopped in our conversation, stories of the variety of food shared at the Dining

Room was definitely touched upon. One choice Ethan mentioned was the golden fever chicken

wrap and said it tasted just like the one at the Ninety-Nine Restaurant. Also, when talking about

advertising for the BDR Ethan only knew about it because he was in there for a program ran at

the beginning of the year. So, Ethan said without that program he would have never have even

heard of the place. “If I never have found out of the place I could do without it, but it would be

nice to eat food that’s not from the normal cafeterias on campus though.” Throughout the

conversation Ethan describes how he likes how calming the place is and in terms of more

advertising for the Dining Room he says just as long as I can go I’m happy.

Busy, Busy Day

It was a wet and windy day, well a horrible day on April fifth. Like it’s a surprise that a day

landing in April wasn’t amazing. On this day I trudged my way on forth for another outing to

the Bridgewater Dining Room. Right away I could hear noise up the wazoo out of the room. As

soon as I my head peered into the entrance I could see it was one of those busy afternoons for the

waitresses. I decided to sit in the middle of the place to get a good feel of my surroundings; and

when I say feel of surroundings, I mean eaves dropping. My mission for today was to enjoy an

omelet along with eaves dropping on some conversations.

It was a really busy day for the two waitresses. Only about four tables were being used in

the place around noon; however at those tables wasn’t just a single person there was groups. The

group in back of me to the left was only two older men, but in directly behind my table there was
a setting for five women. Then in the corner of the room, next to the windows was a group of

about six men and women. Along with those three tables there was the large connection of

tables directly in front of me. There must have been four of the Dining Room tables connected.

There was a bunch of adults at that setting as well. Just to be clear amongst those four groups

not one had a single student. They were all adults.

Among the chatter in the place I couldn’t help it but hear one of the waitresses mention to

a customer that the fryer broke because of a fire. Then at the time of twenty after twelve

customers starting pouring in, however most of them were sitting at single tables. Nonetheless

there must have been seven more customers that showed up in the next ten minutes. It looked

real busy now; still there was a lack of the student body in here though. Other than me there

only one other table of a young man dressed in Bridgewater apparel and his roommates. I knew

it was his roommates because I could hear him tell the waitress beforehand that he was waiting

on his roommates. With the table of the two older men behind me to the left it was tough to

eaves drop because they were very secretive. I tried to look behind me, but all I received was a

stare down of one of the men. They were drinking coffee and having a quiet conversation

amongst themselves. Also with the table in front of me with the four tables connected it was a

bit of a different story. I couldn’t quite hear them, but it’s not because they were too quiet it’s

because they were loud but with too many people. At that one table there were so many

conversations going on at once it was really tough to keep track of a single one. They were all

dressed to impress with business attire, I assume they were professors; but with some questions

to the waitress I figured out they were from Britain for some reason. The waitresses had no idea

why they were here; they said it was a really weird day for them. All I could make out of their

conversations is that one of them has a daughter that wants to be teacher and she went to
Bridgewater. That group looked like they were on speed dating. It was because every time I

looked at them, each one of them was talking to the person directly in front of them, it was quite

comical. To the right of me was an elderly gentleman with a greenish gray long sleeve shirt and

he was bald at the top. He was very quiet and the whole time I saw him diligently eat his

sandwich while look at the bill and carefully examine it with his pen. With the group in the

corner they had about half as many as the group that sat in front of me. One of them looked like

a rabbi with his beard except he was old and his beard was really thick and white. A man sitting

next to that man looked Jamaican with dreadlocks and with a dark skin tone. Amongst their

conversations all the way in the corner all I could make out was conversation on Moakley and all

the traffic that gets held up over there. Now with the group that was directly behind me gave me

some good conversations. Luckily I had a group of women behind me, because they loved to

talk. It was surprisingly loud in that place that day; however I could hear some things here and

there. For example I heard chatter from that table about; food specifically pest and chicken,

2012 move of one of them, internships, fieldwork, master’s and doctorate’s degrees and the

difficulties amongst doctorate’s. Along with those conversations they also talked about one of

their daughters. One of the women has a smart young seven year old and she wants to go to

private schooling, well the woman wants her to go there. The woman was also adding the costs

of the schooling and the connections she luckily has already, so her daughter should be okay.

Then the table directly to the left of me was two older gentlemen. They were talking about

retirement, security, and insurance costs and the hassle that goes along with it. Also one of them

mentioned a story of their sister having a diabetes accident the other day but they’re fine now in

the hospital. With those gentlemen a woman appears and she looked like she could be a first

lady, she was dressed with business attire as if it looked like everyone did in the place today.
Her name was Susan as the waitress remembered signaling that her and those men are regulars.

She also had a really nice purse to go along with her outfit.

Along of all of these groups of customers it made rethink of the place. Yes, it’s usually

quiet and calm, but I don’t think it was made for that specific purpose though. It was made for

the sole purpose of pleasing the customers and having an establishment on campus that can be

escape for certain people on campus who are sick of the cafeterias. Many would say the escape

is for professors obviously, because all that can be seen usually in that place are professors trying

to escape the kids they see every other day and try to just a quiet outing amongst other teachers.

Most of the time it is a quiet place, however just like every other restaurant they can get their hot

streaks and get customers pouring in one after another. Along with several customers, come

conversations and with those several conversations at once come loud noises. If unspeakable

chatter is what I hear, then good for the Bridgewater Dining Room they need it.

Dessert: Final Thoughts

The Bridgewater Dining Room is a place of uncertainty to say the least from the perspective of a

freshman. But, it’s the end of the year for myself and I’m practically a sophomore. Now that I

have experience and days under my belt on the Bridgewater State Campus final thoughts seem to

be at hand. Such as why is this dining room here? Now that I have the experience of a freshman

under my belt, now I know that this place is for the professors certainly. The hours that the

Dining Room is open is in the afternoon where kids usually have their classes and when

professors like to have meetings presumably. The place is secluded, so secluded enough that it’s

located in a place where it’s not even known for food and you would have to be a faculty

member or an experienced student to even know of the place. Along with the location and hours
open are concerned, administrators do their best as well to keep it a secret with little as

advertising as possible. Two tours went by me in observation and not one of the tour guides

brought up the place, which only brings up the fact that they weren’t taught to bring it up. With

factors that bring to the assumption of a hypothesis, somehow that this place isn’t for the student,

but for the professor.