So after I get out of my night class, I decided that it'd be a good idea to go over to the ol' place of employ and pick up my paycheck and maybe buy some orange juice at some point. I made up my mind about this in class while attempting to listen to my professor. Oops. Anyway, class lets out and I call up K-Star, because she's got a nice schedule where she has NOTHING on Tuesdays and Thursdays, and she takes a genuine interest in how my day was. So I give her a call as I'm walking back into my room. Nothing abnormal there, right? Right.
I walk back into my room, wrap my bag around one of my bedposts, walk over to my desk and grab my keys and wallet, and then walk out the door without so much as a hello to Fatass, who incidentally is on the phone with Bess. I figured that was a good thing, because it allowed me to not talk to him since he was preoccupied.
So I come back to my room and see that I'm alone. I settle in and then Fatass comes back in, ruining my day entirely. While I have my headphones on (sensing a pattern here?), he asks me if he pissed me off that badly. I had to stop for a moment and think of all the things he could have done to piss me off. I think he gave me a weird look because it took me a few minutes to reminisce about all the shit that he's done in the past seven months. It finally dawns on me that he's talking about my hasty exit from the room while talking to K-Star.
So yeah, sure. Why not? Yeah, you pissed me off that much. Of course, I'm not going to say that to your face, you disgusting bag of horse shit. If I had a choice, I'd be rooming alone, but again, thanks to Big State's fiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiine education system, I'm stuck here with your fat ass. Is it spring break yet? Seriously, I want to strangle this bastard.
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