11-14-2012, 02:08 AM
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Sitting in my Geosciences Field Methods class today, I was working with a friend of mine using a program for contouring and making post maps, all sorts of shit I don't want to explain. He and I were sitting there, making comments and talking shit while working, and we were stuck on how to operate the contouring feature. When I finally figured it out, we both made hooray noises and continued to talk shit, and banter with some folks around us.
Before I go any further, I have to say he and I are the worst human beings in that room. Some of the shit that flies out of our mouths in there either makes the other folks uncomfortable, upset, laugh, or brings down their image of vets (he is a vet too). One the kids there is a 130lb little blonde chalkie faggot. We were making fun of female Asian drivers once and he got upset, so we make a point to prove the truth of stereotypes when we can. I think last week I made fun of black people and their preference for old police cars. One thing about this cocky little shit, is that he has likely never been punched in the face, nor he is in fear of retribution, so he mouths off and thinks he is being funny. I have to say there are others like him in the class. He wears those tight, skinny hipster jeans.
Back to the story: people tend to listen to us bullshit and figure out things because they generally are behind the power curve when it comes to getting assignments done. This was a horrible assignment, and we were making it funny -- what else are you going to do? Chalkie Faggot decides he wants to talk shit about our minor celebration. Before I could reply, Woody (one of his names is Woodson, eg "Woody") let's loose with "are you ever going to give your sister her pants back?" Right in front of everyone. We couldn't stop laughing for ten minutes and half the class either got pissed off or laughed. The professor is ruthless, and he laughed hard too.
I've never seen someone so embarrassed in my life. I don't think he'll be saying much for awhile, and I noticed the girl he hangs around doesn't talk to him much anymore - I think this might have been the final straw for her. She loves sitting by us lately.
Before I go any further, I have to say he and I are the worst human beings in that room. Some of the shit that flies out of our mouths in there either makes the other folks uncomfortable, upset, laugh, or brings down their image of vets (he is a vet too). One the kids there is a 130lb little blonde chalkie faggot. We were making fun of female Asian drivers once and he got upset, so we make a point to prove the truth of stereotypes when we can. I think last week I made fun of black people and their preference for old police cars. One thing about this cocky little shit, is that he has likely never been punched in the face, nor he is in fear of retribution, so he mouths off and thinks he is being funny. I have to say there are others like him in the class. He wears those tight, skinny hipster jeans.
Back to the story: people tend to listen to us bullshit and figure out things because they generally are behind the power curve when it comes to getting assignments done. This was a horrible assignment, and we were making it funny -- what else are you going to do? Chalkie Faggot decides he wants to talk shit about our minor celebration. Before I could reply, Woody (one of his names is Woodson, eg "Woody") let's loose with "are you ever going to give your sister her pants back?" Right in front of everyone. We couldn't stop laughing for ten minutes and half the class either got pissed off or laughed. The professor is ruthless, and he laughed hard too.
I've never seen someone so embarrassed in my life. I don't think he'll be saying much for awhile, and I noticed the girl he hangs around doesn't talk to him much anymore - I think this might have been the final straw for her. She loves sitting by us lately.
