Before I started college, they scheduled this new student orientation a month before the fall semester started.  It was basically 2 days where you stay overnight at one of the dorms and get a tour around the campus, meet the faculty, see what the neighborhood’s like, and register for classes.  They also sit everyone down in one of the lecture halls and show them all these boring videos.  One’s about sexual harassment, another’s about drug use, another’s basically an advertisement for the school, and there’s a disaster recovery plans video too.  I actually liked that one because it made practical sense.  Every student is going to have a computer whether they’re living on campus or off and they’re going to be saving a lot of their schoolwork onto it.  If something happens, they should have some type of disaster recovery plan to have all their data backed up.  It’d be a shame for someone to have to get an incomplete or fail a class because the power went out and killed their computer and now they can’t get to their data.  And the video they played for us after that one was about stranger danger.  I eventually nodded off, but I wasn’t alone.  Within ten minutes, I snapped awake, expecting to get stern looks from the faculty, but half the teachers and the new students were all napping.