i have a class on european union law from 8:30-10:30pm wednesday nights. for this reason, i get a venti latte every time, because um, hi, night classes suck after a full day of work.
so i'm sitting in class in the back row, talking to my friend ian who is sitting next to me. in walks this girl with a giant backpack slung over her shoulder. and she happens to be drunk because my school thinks it's a good idea to serve alcohol at some of its student bar association events. so she starts trying to stagger her way into the row in front of me, and the next thing i know...
i am wearing my latte. as is my laptop. and my brand new pink converse. and my textbook.
thankfully the laptop and the book are okay - they both smell like latte, but are functioning relatively fine. my shoes... well, the coffee stain adds character. but man, my legs are hurting from having an EXTRA HOT BEVERAGE SPILLED ON THEM.
i am leaving halfway through this class. i do not even care anymore. just get me home and into bed... after a shower so i can stop smelling like caffeine.
so i'm sitting in class in the back row, talking to my friend ian who is sitting next to me. in walks this girl with a giant backpack slung over her shoulder. and she happens to be drunk because my school thinks it's a good idea to serve alcohol at some of its student bar association events. so she starts trying to stagger her way into the row in front of me, and the next thing i know...
i am wearing my latte. as is my laptop. and my brand new pink converse. and my textbook.
thankfully the laptop and the book are okay - they both smell like latte, but are functioning relatively fine. my shoes... well, the coffee stain adds character. but man, my legs are hurting from having an EXTRA HOT BEVERAGE SPILLED ON THEM.
i am leaving halfway through this class. i do not even care anymore. just get me home and into bed... after a shower so i can stop smelling like caffeine.