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Classic " I am a tool" moment of the day.
So I go to my 2:45 Pitzer class. There's only one other guy in the room. We introduce ourselves, then he asks what class this was. I tell him it's a social movements class and he says, "oh shoot, I think I'm in the wrong room." "Sorry, man. My class is in here." So he leaves.
I sit for 30 seconds going, hmm, I wonder where everyone else is. Pull out my course syllabus. SHIT. Class is at 4:15, not 2:45. I just kicked that dude out of the room! And now he's going to miss his class. Damn, I feel like a tool.
So I go to my 2:45 Pitzer class. There's only one other guy in the room. We introduce ourselves, then he asks what class this was. I tell him it's a social movements class and he says, "oh shoot, I think I'm in the wrong room." "Sorry, man. My class is in here." So he leaves.
I sit for 30 seconds going, hmm, I wonder where everyone else is. Pull out my course syllabus. SHIT. Class is at 4:15, not 2:45. I just kicked that dude out of the room! And now he's going to miss his class. Damn, I feel like a tool.