Princeton means washing dishes
Bennett McIntoshThis month, while everyone was returning to the quintessentially Princeton setting of ivy-covered castles (or, in the case of Wilson, ivy-covered bomb shelters), I was also returning, along with a number of others, to a setting that holds little in common with everything ivy: the Wilcox/Wu dish room. Three-and-a-half hours a night, two nights a week, I join my fellow student workers in a deceptively simple task— cleaning the dishes that hundreds of our classmates have used, so that they can be returned to the servery to be used by hundreds more.