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Welcome to “Cheers and Jeers,” a section of The Prowler where staff members share what really grinds their gears. Here you will find unprecedented opinions, served hot and fresh every two weeks.

Cheers

Cheers to finally going green. How else are we supposed to celebrate 26.4 million COVID cases nationwide?

Cheers to healthcare workers everywhere.

Cheers to getting a stage extension with trap doors for this year’s musical, “The Hunchback of Notre Dame.” This show will definitely be one to remember.

Cheers to healthcare workers everywhere. Thanks to some of the more ignorant folk in our country, their job has become ten times harder. Keep up the great work!

Cheers to all of the half-priced candy we can expect the day after Valentine’s Day. Time to load up on chocolate to forget the fact that most of us will be spending the day alone. Sorry, too soon…? 

Cheers to the brilliant Reddit users who figured out how the stock market works. Not only did they revive GameStop from near bankruptcy, but they showed the millionaires running Wall Street that anyone can play their game.

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Jeers

Jeers to the toilet paper holders being so high up in the school’s bathroom stalls. Seriously, who’s arms are that long? 

Jeers to my mask for making my ears hurt.

Jeers to my mask for making my ears hurt. Especially whenever I am wearing earrings and the mask strings try to rip them out. But hey, if mild ear trauma is the price I pay for keeping others safe and healthy, I can get over it. 

Jeers to this new lunch schedule. Less than half an hour and it is split up into four different groups? Yeah, this is going to be really popular among students!

Jeers to seasonal allergies giving everyone around me a mild heart attack anytime I cough. I promise I do not have the ‘rona. No need to look at me like I am a sickly Victorian child with tuberculosis. 

Jeers to it being so cold lately. We live in Georgia, our winters are supposed to be maybe in the low 40s. How did we enter this weird temperature purgatory, and how on earth do we escape it?

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