Why the I-Lot (aka “The Cage”) Sucks Serious Ass

By: Tim Berger

8 Feb 2001

I hate the Cage. For those of you that don’t know, it’s where I’m forced to keep my car if I intend to park it for more than an hour, even overnight. And it’s all the way on the other side of the Virginia Tech campus. Literally, it’s the farthest possible distance away from my dorm it could be and still be on campus. It’s like they engineered it for the sole purpose of pissing me off.

            It’s just this huge parking lot at the other end of campus, far away from anything important. But its existence was nothing more than an inconvenience to me – until last Tuesday. I was broke, I had $4 on me, and that’s it. I had some checks I got from home, so I decided to go to my bank, which is too far to walk to and the bus doesn’t go there. Off to get the Super-Saturn, right? Wrong! Couldn’t find my car in that damn lot. Ok, I may be partially to blame, but I would have remembered where I parked my car if I would have driven it more if it were closer to me. But it wasn’t so I didn’t and I forgot where I parked it. I never did find it, until yesterday. I took my bike and did a systematic search, row by row. THEN I went to the bank. But, on Tuesday, I spent 45 minutes looking for my car. Not my fault, not my car’s fault, it was the Cage’s fault. I want that thing torn down and have more lots spread out for resident parking. The cage took 45 minutes of my life, and I want them back. But I did get a chance to look at that sweeeeet DeLorean that was there, so perhaps it wasn’t a complete waste. Anyway, I still hate the fucking cage.