Another HU Worldchanger! This Hofstra Grad Just Leveraged Their Psych Degree to Work at the On-Campus Starbucks

Psych major, Aaron DeLune came to Hofstra so he could make a difference. He pursued a career in therapy to better his community. Now on the other side of his education, he found a job helping those in need and providing a critical service for his alma mater, as a barista at the new on-campus Starbucks!

Hofstra has always been an important part of DeLune’s life. He was involved in clubs, campus communities, and even worked as an RA for two years. DeLune gave his all to Hofstra. His time, his money, his sleep, and even his blood (Herman Berliner likes how it smells).

“I was hoping to be a therapist someday,” DeLune told us ten hours into his shift, “but I can’t get into any decent grad schools and I’m drowning in debt. I’m grateful for the job for sure, but I just really thought I’d be [able to give more back to the school] instead of [spending] my [school spirit] working a job that I absolutely [love].”

As a “Paid” Hofstra Employee™, DeLune gets paid exactly enough to chip away at that debt while also affording to stay in a double in Alliance hall. If you see him, make sure you stop to say hello, and thank him for being a #HUWorldchanger! Just try not to get jealous of his short commute!


Here at Hofstra University, alumni like Aaron have many opportunities for upward mobility and career growth. For every three coworkers he reports for using the word “union,” DeLune will get a firm handshake from Stuart Rabinowitz, and as every business major knows, handshakes are half the curriculum! Just remember the Hofstra University Motto: When you do what’s best for Hofstra, she will remember. And she will reward. 


Make sure you say hi to this #HUWorldChanger when you go to our new Starbucks! But if DeLune chats for too long, he’ll get the cattle prod. Feel free to tip to make up for his physical agony. Your donation is instrumental in building a second business school right next to the current one! That money certainly can’t go to the employees!


Choosing the Perfect Gift For Your Shithead Dad

Father’s Day: celebrating the special dude who was more like an older brother— no, more like a younger brother— no, more like a son of your own who you had to cook for, clean up after, and teach how to file taxes and read chapter books. It can be a little hard to choose the perfect gift for the guy who eats dry cereal for dinner because we ran out of milk 10 days ago. Struggle no further! Below is a compilation of all the best gifts that say hey, thanks for… showing me that Planet Earth documentary when I was 7 and then falling asleep right before all the lions started ripping into the gazelle…

4. The secret 13th season of The Big Bang Theory

It’s actually just footage from the 11th season that I edited new audio over, but he’ll never know the difference. Pros: puts him into a psychedelic trance that will hold his attention for hours. Cons: Unironically the most annoying thing I have ever had to experience. Also it takes a lot of time to dub over a season of episodes, which is 70 episodes long for no explainable reason.

3. Pick up his prescriptions from CVS

This is a gift that is truly so thoughtful, because it shows how you went out of your— Holy shit the copay is $213?? All this just for some adult acne cream? And… that’s a lot of THC pills. Wow. Yeah, that explains it. He can just come pick this up for himself, actually.

2. Dick’s Sporting Goods Gift Card

I don’t know what he would want with a gift card for sporting goods. The only time he gets out of breath is screaming at the other cars on the highway before he realizes the WRONG WAY sign was directed at him. He hasn’t bought a new pair of shoes in at least 5 years, but whatever. Maybe the weight of having a gift card to Dick’s Sporting Goods in his wallet keeps him grounded to his masculinity. Maybe he just wants to be allowed to have something that says Dick on it.

1. A family-sized bag of cheetos and a box of double-stuff oreos

It’s the only thing that’ll give him any real joy, anyway. Might as well pick him up a new phone charger, too. And we’re out of skim milk… Now I’m just doing the grocery shopping. You’re welcome, dad.


At the end of the day, Father’s Day isn’t about the gifts you give your dad. It’s about the trauma that he gave to you. So this Father’s Day, I’m inviting you to make the celebration about yourself instead. Take his credit card and go out for a burger. If you’re feeling especially magnanimous, bring home the cold fries. If there’s one thing Dads love, it’s cold fries. They also love Alton Brown. And Jethro Tull. Here, dad, I made you a coupon for a free backrub. But keep a close eye on it, or else I’m going to smuggle it out of your wallet when I go to put your credit card back. No exchanges. No refunds.