VOL. II, NO. 1
SEPTEMBER 23, 1960

Miss Jawj's Advice Intensifies Confusion

by Liz Blonston

If you have a problem, write Oh, Miss Jawj to A-111 and be even more confused.

Dear Miss Jawj:

Yesterday during lunch I was returning to my table with a full tray. I guess I was in a hurry, but I really didn't see that chair leg sticking out in my way. As I picked myself up amidst the cheering and hand-clapping, I was rushed by people with rags and mops. Taking this as an offense, I left the lunch room. Now I am forced to sneak into the lunch room early, or else I have to eat in the washroom, and that's no fun, believe me! What can I do?

Frantic Freshman

Dear Frantic:

If all the noise is what bothered you, why not wear ear plugs? Or if eating alone in the washroom is what is troubling you, bribe a friend to eat in there with you, or maybe you should trip someone so she, (or he, whatever the case may be) too, becomes too embarrassed to eat in the lunch room and joins you. My last suggestion is to wait until you're a sophomore and then you can clap, too.
Dear Miss Jawj:

I'm troubled. I have a terrible crush on a junior boy. I don't know if he knows. Do you think he'd ask me out, seeing that I'm a senior? I liked him last year, too. What can I do?

A senior girl

Dear Senior:

Well, it's rather hard for me to say if a junior boy would ask you out considering I'm not a junior boy and therefore have never been faced with that problem. If you have liked him for a year, you must know him pretty well. So my advice is this: if you want to find out, ask him yourself.


Memo to Mr. Kohler:

Do you have your quota of GAA members this year?