Let’s try this again. To make a decidedly mediocre day even better, my site just gave my last posting attempt the finger. Here’s try number two.

I got to class early today so I could sit somewhere nice. The seats in the big auditorium are uncomfortable–count the springs with your butt cheeks uncomfortable. I arrive early enough for a seat at the end of a row–LEG ROOM!! I get real spread out so no one tries taking the chair next to me. I’ve got plenty of elbow room and I’ve commandeered the flip out table top of the chair next to me.

Halfway into the three hour class, we take a break. When I return, some shrimpy late-comer has parked his little behind in the seat next to mine. He’s got a salad on the table top I was using not 5 minutes ago and his elbow is in my space. I plop down in the most annoyed manner I can muster. I give him a big annoyed sigh–think Napoleon Dynamite. I make a really poor attempt to keep my notebook from banging into his salad and almost knocking it off. So Mr. I’m-late-and-in-your-space-while-eating-a-stinky-crunchy-loud-salad just sits there and doesn’t even know enough to look embarassed. Next week, I’m taking an extra jacket with me to put on that next chair. I’ve gotta have my space.

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