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Which Harvard Dining Hall Are You?

Adams Dining Hall
Aren't you curious to find out which dining hall you are?

Today we’re doing a deep dive into your dining psychology. We’re serving a steaming fresh quiz that’ll discover the Harvard D-Hall dwelling within your soul. Are you a quirky Quincy, calculating Cabot, or the unholy product of years of incest known as Kirkland? Today you’ll find out with just a few quick questions:

 

What’s your sign?

A. Virgo

B. “Grill Closed”

C. “Community Dinner | Grab A Meal With Someone You’ve Never Met”

D. “Salad Bar”



When do you normally eat?

A. 10-11:30, 2:30-5, 7:30 and on

B. Always

C. Only if my crush is there 

D. I don't have time to eat



What’s the best thing that HUDS has to offer?

A. Red Spiced Chicken

B. John from Annenberg

C. Hawaii Themed Lunches That CAMHS Swears Will Cure Depression

D. Cups I Can Steal For The Pre-Game In My Room



What’s your number one HUDS request?

A. Hot Breakfast In Each House

B. Sunday Brunch Mimosas

C. Less Interhouse Dining Restrictions

D. Oh My God Hot Breakfast In At Least Like Some Of The Houses



Does your house have interhouse dining restrictions?

A. Yes

B. No

 

IGNORE EVERY QUESTION EXCEPT THE LAST ONE YOU SHEEP!


IF YOU PICKED A: 

You’re complicit in the exercise of facist policies directed by an authoritarian House overlord. When Mussolini took over Italy, the first thing that he did was make it so that the working class citizens couldn’t eat at the residential dining halls closest to their classes. The only way we can prevent the totalitarian rule of brutal dictators is through violent revolution. Rise comrades. If we can storm Area 51, I’m sure as hell Adams House doesn’t stand a fucking chance.

IF YOU PICKED B:

Congrats friends, you got Mather Dining Hall, a D-Hall that never discriminates! If someone makes the 15 hour trek to reach you, you'll accept them with open arms. Maybe on the outside you're not a looker, but even if you come across as a little brutal[ist] that doesn't stop people from dropping by your JCR at 1 a.m. when there's literally nothing else to do. But let's not fool anyone... there's something sinister bubbling deep within you, like an illogical elevator system, partitioned rooms, or worse... Mather Lather.  

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