Extra creeped out

So, I’m sitting in the cafeteria. The same cafeteria, I hear, that had someone masturbating in the corner yesterday. I decided to not have the ranch dressing on my salad.

And I will soon make miserable the life of the person who told me that tidbit, under the guise of her “needing to get it out of her head.” She should learn to take one for the team. Not that I would, but I’m totally a bitch that way.

Off to Engrish and the annoyance that is a teacher who doesn’t quite have the balls to set a damn due date and stick to it.

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