I Still Hate People

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So, let me tell you about my day. It's Tuesday, which means that other than a history lecture in the morning, I don't have any classes. I do, however, have an anthropology test tomorrow, so I figured I would use the time to study. Since The Chimps are fond of making the dorm unnecessarily loud, I decided to go down to the library. Sounds like a plan, right? What part of a college campus is quieter than the library?

Anyway, I went to the fourth floor like I did last week. Most people who come to the library to talk stay in the nice open area on the first floor. That's what it's for, after all. But since I have ADD, I pretty much get distracted by anything louder than breathing, and I wanted some peace and quiet so I could read. Everything was going fine for a while, but then some people sat down near me and started talking loudly.

On the fourth floor. Of the library.

Well, it is a pretty big building, so I moved to another table. After a few more minutes, a couple of completely different people sat down behind me and started talking.

Are you seeing a pattern here?

So, I once again moved. After no more than five minutes, I heard more people talking. At that point, I decided to leave. So now I'm back in my room, and I didn't finish all my reading yet.

I fucking hate people so much.

Let's review the situation: I went to the library so I could have a quiet place to study. I went to the fourth floor, which is specifically designated as a quiet area (there's a sign telling people to "respect the need for quiet in the library" or something). However, there were people talking in just about every spot I went to. Never mind the fact that the first fucking floor is where people go to talk. Never mind the fact that there were still plenty of open tables down there. No, these ignorant fucks decided they would go to the fourth floor of the library to have their little group discussions.

Did I miss the legislation that outlawed silence? Fucking inconsiderate bastards.

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