Most Depressing Places On Campus, Volume VII: The Basement of McClelland

We're back with another edition of Most Depressing Places On Campus – it's not that hard to keep this feature going, because we all know Penn has no shortage of bleak spots. This week we venture beneath the warm, cheery walls of McClelland Hall to the eerily silent netherworld below.

There are two main reasons to be down here, and each one is equally depressing. You might be working out in the small, disappointing "fitness room," which is sad because the room sucks and does not lend itself to SABSing, like Pottruck does. Otherwise, you're picking up a package, and it's not like anyone other than Amazon or your mother ever sends you anything.

That said, the area is well outfitted with vending machines. If you're feeling thirsty after your short and empty workout, downing a soda is definitely the move.

It doesn't help that the primary way to get down to the basement is a spiral staircase. Spiral staircases occasionally work in cool houses owned by cool people who drink from giant coffee mugs. They don't work when they lead to a basement lit like a morgue, inhabited by gloomy package room staff and kids who seem like they're in a rush to go just about anywhere else. Who can blame them?

In case one soul-crushing place isn't enough for you, check out volumes I, II, III, IV, V, and VI. You can thank us later for spreading the holiday cheer.