A Mission into Horvitz Hell

A Mission into Horvitz Hell

Miniaci Performing Arts Center

This editorial piece discusses my memorable experience in the Horvitz Administration Building while surveying staff and students on behalf of the Dean of Student Affairs. During this studious mission, I was met with support and opposition from staff personnel in Horvitz. The opposition started in the most unlikely of places for me, right in the Human Resources Department, a place I have been known to frequent when payroll time came around. While in HR, a staff member didn’t take kindly to my questioning surveys and asked for me to present a valid NSU ID. When I explained I didn’t have one, I had to endure a long wait before my identity could be verified. In order to avoid any more issues with staff personnel and their security procedures, I grabbed hold of my NSU ID and tackled the executive wing. My visit there was brief and courteous, a nice breath of fresh air compared to HR. Unfortunately, this breath of fresh air turned out to be short-lived. The final straw of this mission came when I approached the Purchasing Dept and let’s just say by the end of this merry go around, Horvitz forever became bestowed in my mind as the place from hell.