A touch of fear strikes me each time I see someone
in uniform - it could be a police officer, marine or even QUT security
officer. Don't ask me why; perhaps it is the stern image they portray
or the gruesome images we see on television, but an experience right
here at QUT has changed that.
During Swotvac, I was at university on a Sunday trying to study
for an exam. The library was closing soon so I headed to the G-H
Block Link and found a quiet spot, complete with a table.
A few minutes later, a security officer arrived and told me politely
that it was time to lock up the building.
I asked her if she knew another quiet place where I could resume
my revisions. After a short chat, she told me about a secluded computer
lab in another building. I went for an hour or so and when it started
to get cold, I realised I had left my jumper in G Block.
I decided to take a short break and walk and coincidentally, I bumped
into the security officer again. She asked if I had found the lab.
In turn, I asked her if G Block would be open the next day (so I
could retrieve my jumper).
She kindly let me into the building as I did not have swipe-card
access. Without hesitation, she also said: "Give me a few minutes,
I'll pick up your jumper for you."
I was touched by her friendly nature, helpful attitude and the pride
she had for her work. I asked her about her job.
"One thing I don't understand ais why international students
are afraid of us," she said.
Perhaps it could be our upbringing or the image of authority a uniform
But, one thing is for sure, this is one student who no longer fears