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When my mates ask me how we university security guards prepared for the return of 15,000 students to campus during an ongoing pandemic, my answer is a strange one. We did it by removing a giant penis.<\/p>\n
Our campus had been mothballed for four months and the local kids had sprayed the offending organ across our gate \u2013 possibly because it was the first time they\u2019d ever seen it shut. My shiftmates and I erased their handiwork with a chisel one Sunday morning: the last quiet one I can remember.<\/p>\n
It was definitely an unconventional freshers\u2019 week. Ordinarily, guards would be running undergrads around in the minibus, advising them to save their last tenner for emergency cab money. But this year we\u2019ve spent most of our time answering the phone in our guard room \u2013 or wiping it down between calls.<\/p>\n
Why are students who are displaying symptoms self-isolating in shared kitchens, callers demand. Do families dropping freshers off on intake day count as visitors, which are currently banned? And if you order a Deliveroo, how do you collect it while you\u2019re isolating in halls? Riders aren\u2019t allowed past the gatehouse, and no one wants to eat tangy lemon chicken that\u2019s spent the recommended 72 hours in quarantine.<\/p>\n
The sense of herding cats \u2013 and maintaining the willpower to do so \u2013 has been tough at times. But it isn\u2019t as bad as the headlines depict. Campuses are supposedly in a state of emergency, with freshers throwing virus orgies and smart students being airlifted out by mum and dad before people like me turn up to lock them in their halls. In short, the thousands of daily new coronavirus cases are all down to students.<\/p>\n
These accusatory stories must have been written by people who have bad memories or deny how important it is for young people to engage with their peers when they\u2019re in a strange town, cut off from friends and family. Still, I do worry slightly about what is to come. According to reports, guards at Manchester Metropolitan University are indeed doubling as bouncers, ensuring that anyone in quarantine doesn\u2019t break their bubbles. As a licensed doorman, I\u2019m crossing my fingers that I won\u2019t be asked to do the same; I really didn\u2019t join university security to jail teenagers.<\/p>\n
But you can understand why #HMPMMU happened when you see students flouting social distancing measures. On the night shift, we\u2019ve caught them wedging open the gates of their accommodation blocks to sneak in groups of visitors. Another incident saw us alerted to a \u201cloud disturbance\u201d; we followed the bass notes and caught 59 people in one flat. As soon as they clocked us \u2013 and our body-worn cameras \u2013 hoods flew up like surrender flags and everyone scattered.<\/p>\n
The day shift is a slightly different beast. We\u2019re issuing visors to teaching staff and encouraging everyone to log into the NHS contact-tracing app (but praying that their phones don\u2019t start dinging like a Morse key). And sometimes we have to fold our arms sternly in the campus cafe and make sure customers remember to pull their masks up over their noses.<\/p>\n
Among the sea of anxious faces, the ones I\u2019m most concerned about are the new international students. Many are required to automatically quarantine, and \u2013 like home students with a high temperature or recurring cough \u2013 they qualify for food parcels, which we deliver. But the system is not without its perils. One poor lad arrived three days late but hadn\u2019t notified us. On entering his room, he discovered that his complimentary bag of fresh produce had burst on his bed, which now looked like a Tracey Emin installation.<\/p>\n
It was night but we managed to grab him a spare mattress and some blankets without disturbing anyone. Ninja housemaid powers are just a part of our skill set.<\/p>\n
So far, there are only a couple of scenarios that really spook me. I keep imagining an anonymous tip-off about a student who has tested positive but is still attending seminars. I think that would fit the definition of a super-spreader and warrant a 999 call \u2013 though perhaps only after a thorough check to make sure the message isn\u2019t part of a vendetta against the accused.<\/p>\n
The other scenario is very real and has already happened right in front of me: a fresher coming apart at the notion of blended learning. The poor girl in question was distraught to find that all her modules had gone digital given that a power cut had just knocked out her wi-fi. We checked the distribution board and asked her tutor to make contact with her to ease her worries.<\/p>\n
That was a particularly fraught evening because another student then came at me ranting that they\u2019d been snubbed by McDonald\u2019s staff for not wearing a mask. This was disgusting, they said. Mask or not, it was their right to be served; they\u2019d paid \u00a31.89 for a toffee latte.<\/p>\n
The student was so wound up that I couldn\u2019t tell them I was campus security, not the frying squad. I just stood there nodding like Susanna Reid, and then defaulted to my stock answer: \u201cYou\u2019re an adult. I can\u2019t tell you what to do. But I\u2019ll tell you what I would do if it was me.\u201d<\/p>\n