May 08, 2005 22:34
Clayton and I went to a reuse pile today that promised free wood and sound insulating foam. When we arrived, three of the people involved in the event that used the wood were taking their structure apart, so Clayton, I, and Vinay and Joanna from 2E decided to help out. When we were about to start carrying the wood away (after disassembling the structure for 20 or so minutes), Jonathan Wang shows up. At the time, I realize that I've seen him before and don't remember him. He runs in from the rain with his bicycle and asks about the reuse pile, which we tell him has all been claimed, to which he responds that we should have posted to reuse (the mailing list). We told him that we had been too busy taking the structure apart, which he countered with a redundant, whiny statement about how we need to learn to post to reuse because it's a good thing. This is the wood we toiled to recover from some exhibit, for which I came close to having a 8' x 12' wall fall on me (not my fault). Later, he posted to reuse about how
"A bunch of ECites have claimed everything and are in the process of moving
it to EC as of 7:30. Unfortunately, they didn't see fit to mail the list
and save me the trek from Central Square. In the rain."
For those who don't know, ECites are those who live in the East Campus dormitory, the best crazy house of awesome that poor college kids can buy, also my residence. Little Jonathan Wang (a senior in EECS) decided to throw a bad light on all EC residents because he didn't like riding his bike in the rain (he wouldn't have been able to carry back any wood anyways--he lives in Sidney Pacific, which is further than across campus).
Later, I realized that Jonathan Wang was the little fucker that sat behind me on the bus trip out to Stowe, Vermont. He and his other whiny asian friend talked the entire time, keeping me from sleeping at all during the five hour drive, which led me to have to ski an otherwise awesome resort on 3 hours of sleep. It was a good time, but five more hours of sleep would have made it much better.
When I realized who Jonathan was, I sent a multi-component flame to the little bastard, to which he hasn't yet responded. Maybe I'll put his answer in my livejournal, if it's not too whiny.