So yesterday I went to that sophomore orientation thing to
tour the little kids around.
I’ll have you know that waking up at 6:45 for the first time in months sucks.
From my first interaction with the sophomores, I actually
got a taste of how fucking stupid and obnoxious these kids really are.
At one point, a senior was speaking to us about clubs or
something, and one snotty little sophomore had the audacity to yell, “Louder! I
can’t hear you!”
Later, our group of sophomores adjourned to the classrooms
to hear a presentation from the guidance counselors. One of the girls engaged
in conversation with me and another senior. It went something like this:
Soph: What room is this?
Soph: Oh! My math room is G13! How ironic!
Senior: …that’s not ironic.
Mike: You don’t know what irony means.
She just stopped talking thereafter.
Yeah, so the entire event was a wholesome waste of my time,
but I look at it as just another reason to drive my bitchin Miata, which made
the entire event completely worth it.