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Thursday, September 13, 2012

My story -- Wasatch Hall

Through most of college, I worked for a property management company called Campus Living Villages. They were hired by Weber State University to run the residence halls ("dorm" was considered a naughty, four-letter word). It basically meant we worked for WSU, but not really. Our offices didn't get the same holidays because CLV was based out of Texas (which meant we always worked Pioneer Day, since it's just a Utah holiday).

I started as a Resident Assistant the second semester of my sophomore year (2004), and continued working with CLV for five years in various positions. I worked my way from Office Assistant to Business Manager, which was like a fake accountant position at the time. Part of my compensation as an employee was free room and partial board up until Kev and I bought our house in 2008 and we moved off campus. After Kev and I married though, we lived in LaSal hall for about two months before moving into Wasatch Hall where we lived almost two years. Both LaSal and Wasatch have been torn down, and new buildings stand in their places. But I dug up some old (FILM!) photos of Wasatch from when we lived there.

It's deliciously heinous! We were so cluttered and messy, learning how to combine our belongings. I was also still in school when we first moved into this apartment in 2006, so I was super-busy all. the. time. That's my excuse for poor housekeeping. The room we used as our office actually used to be an office for Resident Assistant staff. The window looks into the lobby and presumably was used to keep an eye on things when students still lived in Wasatch up until the early 2000s.

We had that ugly, short blue couch for a year until I talked Kev into buying a new one for my graduation present in 2007. And we just sold that yellow armchair at our huge yard sale this summer before we moved to West Jordan. Oh, the memories.

The large kitchen was awesome; especially since we had room for a portable dishwasher (top-left). One major problem was never having hot water, though. Or heat. Or there was the time the heat was permanently on and we almost suffocated.

The apartment was shaped like a horseshoe, and it was located in the lobby of Wasatch. When we first moved in, the building was vacant and no students lived there in the traditional dorm rooms except during summer conferencing. It was both a blessing and a trial to live there. It just wasn't very "normal." It was hard to tell people where to find us, and it was annoying when students eventually moved back in to Wasatch due to overflow (Housing eventually got so full they crammed loads of students into the mouse-infested rooms again).

Also, as campus underwent renovations, many department offices were moved into Wasatch, including the foreign language classes. The downstairs rec room was converted into classrooms, and I had to walk by students every morning when I took Maddie out to pee, or when I took my laundry downstairs to our private storage/laundry room.

Not paying rent was wicked awesome though, and so was having our Thanksgiving dinners in the huge lobby with friends and family. We would move a table or two out there and enjoy having the whole place to ourselves for the holiday. It was an experience both Kev and I remember fondly now that so much time has passed.

But I'm sure glad that when we moved into our Pink House, we always had hot water.


  1. May we all celebrate not living with cinder block walls anymore. That has got to be the absolute quintessential feature of college-age living.

  2. Seriously. Although, for the four years I lived in the residence halls, I was in an actual apartment with walls that were so thin they were the exact opposite of cinder blocks.


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