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Absolute Worst Of Penn

Penn is an all around swell place, but sometimes it's really just not so swell. Sometimes it's just literally the worst. So what better time to celebrate the worst of Penn than right after we celebrated its best? You don't get to vote or anything – we just picked for you. Sorry, we're the worst.

Worst Study Spot:

The smoothie shop at Pottruck

Worst Place to SABS:

Huntsman MBA Cafe

Worst Construction Site:

Tie between the trench in front of Kelly Writers House and the large men in the giant hole in front of Hillel

Worst Burrito:

Qdoba

Worst Qdoba:

Qdoba

Worst Locust Brick:

That bitchy brick strategically located in front of Kappa Sig

Worst Food Truck:

We're really sorry Gigi's but you make 38th and Spruce smell like fish

Worst Fuming Manhole:

38th and Walnut (Honorable mention goes to the one in front of the LOVE statue)

Worst Place in General:

The back of the line at Sweetgreen

Worst Street:

Irving. Where the hell is Irving?

Worst Person:

Fucking Stephen.

Worst Place to Give Birth:

In the pool at the Castle pool party

Worst Place to Poop:

Van Pelt

Worst Case Scenario:

You catch flame at one of the Harvest outside fireplaces and die a fiery death.

Worst Squirrel:

Fritz Hawthorne. This is Fritz Hawthorne.

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