That Guy

You know who’s in my Stats class? THAT GUY. That… that… that DORK who sat in front of us in Econ. He’s in my Stats class. And he happened to sit in front of exactly where I was sitting. And he’s just as stupid.
[Teacher gives two types of organizational styles of data. One is categorical, the other is all numbers.]
Teacher: Now, which one is computation?
DORK: *without putting up hand* Technically, isn’t that certain type of category in the categorical one computational because it uses numbers as it’s categories?
Me: *literally slaps face, which causes girl beside me to look* (I think she saw my wicked awesome sketch also, but that’s a different story)
Teacher: Well, no. That’s no right.

So I was like, ARG, I hate him. But then I went to my Cosc course. Kinda. Well, my course list had disappeared (I put it in what I thought was a pouch on my new backpack, but it turned out to not be a pouch) so I had to load up Prommy to see where my class was. By the time I got it all loaded up and checked out, I was about a minute late for class. Danny was there, but I had to sit behind him. That spot, incidentally, was right beside a certain other person. Wanna guess who? THAT DORK.
Friggin’ dork. Why’d he have to do the same degree as me? Now certainly I’m going to see him in my other 2 Cosc courses. Please no. ;-; I don’t want him in all my classes.

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