I dunno if anyone read the stinky thread, they know I was captain stinky guy today, especially with the 105 degree weather.
Anyway, so I go to class and sit at the back, alone, with two seats on each side of me until the nearest person. The room is only about 1/3 full even when everyone is in the class, and usually somewhat less than that.
So anyway, there I am, in the back, probably smellin like an old wino, when this chick comes in late, walks over to where I am, points at the seat where my books are, and says “Can I sit here?” Now at this point, you’re thinking, hey, Tim’s getting hit on. Nope. She just haaad to sit in my seat. Even if I hadn’t been stinky boy today, I’d have still left some seats on either side. The ones in this class are really teeny tiny, so I like to have a seat on either side of me to use the writing pad part if I don’t have enough room, or to lean on it, or fall asleep and drool, or even to fucking stretch my long ass legs.
But this genius had to come sit by me, so I had to scrunch up to a single seat the whole fucking classtime.
HELLO! There’s enough seats! I sat in the back alone for a reason. I shit just 10 minutes before class, and I hope I did a terrible wipe job JUST to make your life that much worse. Biznatch.
I save seats next to me too. But I do it so that the late co-eds will have a place to sit. Next to me. BWAHAHAHAHAHA! In your case, my plan worked flawlessly. Too bad you did not have the same intentions. Oh well. Next time give her a couple of good Opis farts and she’ll relocate before roll is even taken
Had a somewhat similar situation today in Chemistry–the professor announced that from now on our seats would be assigned; i.e., where we chose to sit today is where we will sit for the rest of the semester. So, having known about this “assigned seat” arrangement since the first day of class, I took my usual seat. Ten minutes later, two girls who look and act as though they are still in high school take the two seats to the left of me (I’m the third seat from the aisle). One of them looks at me and asks, “Could you please move over one seat? Someone wants to sit beside us.”
Well you should have thought about that 3 weeks ago, bitch. That’s been MY seat since the first day of class, and there’s no way I’m giving it up for some brainless teeny-bopper.
