Two Moments that Amused.
Moment the First:
A sign seen from the bus window this afternoon.
House for sale with Owner.
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I ruined some freshman boys' innocent joys of life today. See, I'm in gym, standing by the door waiting for the bell. These boys behind me tug on my backpack until I turn around, then they say, "There's a spider on your shoulder."
I do not believe them, being not a total idiot, and say, "So?" in a sceptical fashion.
They look disconcerted. "Do you...like spiders, or something?"
"Why wouldn't I?" say I, rather enjoying pulling their world out from under them in this wise. Besides, my house? I walk through spiderwebs to get from the driveway to the house across the yard, and while it's a pain, like walking into a net that isn't there, I've never been scared of the spiders.
"Um, well, there's one on your shoulder," they repeat, as if this would change something.
"Okay," I say, or some equivalent, and turn away. They are very confused.
When I start walking, a large, black, rubber spider falls off my shoulder and onto the floor. I am very unimpressed.
These boys apparently thought it would be fun to see the fat girl jump around scared of a rubber spider. Unfortunately for their youthful pleasures, Little Miss Muffet I am not.
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I finished the logic problem for Math! It was really really complicated, and I messed up three times before I got all the way through without becoming illogical.
A sign seen from the bus window this afternoon.
House for sale with Owner.
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I ruined some freshman boys' innocent joys of life today. See, I'm in gym, standing by the door waiting for the bell. These boys behind me tug on my backpack until I turn around, then they say, "There's a spider on your shoulder."
I do not believe them, being not a total idiot, and say, "So?" in a sceptical fashion.
They look disconcerted. "Do you...like spiders, or something?"
"Why wouldn't I?" say I, rather enjoying pulling their world out from under them in this wise. Besides, my house? I walk through spiderwebs to get from the driveway to the house across the yard, and while it's a pain, like walking into a net that isn't there, I've never been scared of the spiders.
"Um, well, there's one on your shoulder," they repeat, as if this would change something.
"Okay," I say, or some equivalent, and turn away. They are very confused.
When I start walking, a large, black, rubber spider falls off my shoulder and onto the floor. I am very unimpressed.
These boys apparently thought it would be fun to see the fat girl jump around scared of a rubber spider. Unfortunately for their youthful pleasures, Little Miss Muffet I am not.
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I finished the logic problem for Math! It was really really complicated, and I messed up three times before I got all the way through without becoming illogical.