OP-ED: I Got Through 3 Hours of Class Today—I Deserve to Postmates This Meal

Just like my mother, I believe in positive reinforcement. As a kid, when I would come home from school burnt out and tired, she would always make me a snack. It was something to look forward to. It was something that kept me excited to learn.

But now I'm in college. What am I to do? My mom is all the way on the Main Line, leaving me with only my fraternity’s chef who cooks a measly three times a week. No. I need something more consistent: I need Postmates.

You might be thinking, what about the cost? Well I say, think of it more as an investment—an investment in my education. What would keep me motivated to go from class from 1:30 to 4:30 if it weren't for Postmates. Essentially, I would be wasting my tuition money by not going to class.

So, I say, think of this expense as a rounding error on my tuition. What is a few hundred dollars in comparison to that hefty sum Penn charges us? 

I deserve to have food delivered right to my door, even though Allegro is a two-minute walk from my house. I deserve to be able to tack on an extra $10 charge to my $30 sushi. Haven’t I already walked enough with my trip to Huntsman and back? I deserve this.