So I finally get my rear in gear this semester. Decide to be productive and waltz all the way up to campus (15 minutes in the 5 degree weather, mind you), find a fat, squishy sofa, plop down into it, and kick off my shoes. I had liquid and solid fuel to last me the next four hours, I had classical music blaring out of my headphones, I was ready to go.
So here I am, 45 minutes later and four pages into this article I still did not understand, just thinking to myself how I could not have made a comfier sofa if I tried, and I notice a girl waltz up and pop a squat right on the other end of my sofa. How rude! The whole room is empty, I counted 13 empty tables, 7 free sofas, and a booth, yet she chose to pop her presumptuous rear into my study bubble. Fifteen minutes passed by, three more girls decided to settle themselves into the couches across from me and next to me, whilst the rest of the room continued to remain empty.
Not about to lose my ground, I wriggled myself even deeper into the sofa's warm, cozy depths, and turned up a beautiful orchestral piece from Pride and Prejudice, determined not to let these obstinate girls ruin my Wednesday afternoon.
Another 15 minutes later I looked up to find myself surrounded my around 10 girls, standing or sitting in a tight circle around me. Oh, also, they were all looking at me.
One man was shaking a sheet of paper in my face saying, "you ready to begin cashier training?"
No. I most certainly was not. And I was most certainly not happy about this group choosing my couch to meet around. And it was most certainly the most awkward moment ever.
My couch :(
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