Come Thursday afternoon we all made our way over to the Corner, little did we know we were all literally heading into the abyss: a line stretching all the way back to Juice Laundry. Some of us refusing to deal with a line full of a generous percentage of the student body said "f*ck it" and sacrificed our dollar and ten cents. Others, willing to put up a more valiant effort, or who didn't have class, or who were adamant on getting their money's worth decided to stay in line. Occasionally you'd see the few passerby's who got their salads, the one piece of hope we could cling on to. Eventually, that hope turned into just wanting a free bowl coupon, but those ran out pretty quickly too.