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So, I haven't had a good story to tell about completely random people in quite a while. And I feel bad for telling this, and I am especially ashamed of my behaviour in this story, but I shall tell it anyway...
So, I had to go to the financial aid office to fill out forms so my loans can actually be disbursed and I won't die all all that lovely stuff. So, I wander upstairs and go into their little room, and the receptionist/secretary-type lady greets me and I sign in and sit down in the little waiting room until one of the fin-aid couselors can see me. So I'm sitting there, and the lady bustles by, and I notice this weird thing hanging out of her pants. I shrug it off, people are weird. Perhaps its some bizarre lace accessory. She walks by again, and I look again... it's toilet paper. At least five squares, hanging out of the back of her pants. I decide it would be a good idea to tell her, because just sitting there and laughing is horribly mean. Then I realize.. wait.. how do you say "Excuse me ma'am, there is toilet paper hanging out of the back of your pants" to someone with a straight face? And it's mean to laugh at people to their face... so I take out my book and start reading, and I picture this as some sort of candid camera thing, and I start laughing to myself more, which makes me feel horribly mean, so next time she walks by, I look up again and am about to say something, but realize at this point there is no way on earth I can do it with a straight face. So I stick my nose back in my book and try to pretend that I never noticed. But of course my mind is evil to me, and kept re-conjuring the image. Eventually, one of the counselors finally calls me into her office (I imagine she had seen me sitting out there smirking, and probably thought me quite evil for it. Such is the fate of us shy people). Then, as I sit down, she gets up, walks out, goes up behind the lady, and (insert appropriate sound effect here) pulls the paper out of the lady's pants. She laughs at her a bit, and then comes back in to talk to me. At this point, I've got my head in my hands snickering, and I feel really super bad about it, so I put on my best straight face and ask her for the papers I need. Turns out she didn't have them, so she has to go back out there and get them from the lady.. and I start laughing again. I must've seemed such a horrible, horrible person. I'm so embarassed. But it was so horribly funny. You just need to picture this.. I mean... what would you have done, hmm? It's like the worst premise for candid camera ever! I mean... how would that even happen?? I'm going to have to go to the bathroom and do some experiments, but it seems to me that to get toilet paper to hang out of one's pants like that, it would take a conscious effort. How? How did this happen? I shouldn't dwell on it.. but really.. it's going to haunt me forever now.
Other than that, my day was pretty much completely uneventful. I did accidentally participate in Hum today. Honest-to-goodness unintentional class participation. "And who did Paulina end up marrying?" Camillo. Everyone stares at me... wonders why I chose this time to talk. I wonder the same thing. Look vaguely embarassed, even though I don't need to. Cool Rivers-looking kid smiles at me. I get confused, stop inadvertantly participating. Hope for pity points.
I believe there is a faction forming in my calc class that aims to put an end to everything that makes the class amusing for me. They make fun of the prof's accent, they make fun of the stupid guys in front that ask stupid questions and force the prof to explain everything so thoroughly I can't help but get it... Darn these cynical people. If they ruin it for everyone I'll... I'll... I'll probably just fail math... For a visual aid as far as this guy goes... cross Mulder and Krycek, and you've got him. Weirdness...
Oh yeah.. maybe I should post this before I tell people to read it.
So, I had to go to the financial aid office to fill out forms so my loans can actually be disbursed and I won't die all all that lovely stuff. So, I wander upstairs and go into their little room, and the receptionist/secretary-type lady greets me and I sign in and sit down in the little waiting room until one of the fin-aid couselors can see me. So I'm sitting there, and the lady bustles by, and I notice this weird thing hanging out of her pants. I shrug it off, people are weird. Perhaps its some bizarre lace accessory. She walks by again, and I look again... it's toilet paper. At least five squares, hanging out of the back of her pants. I decide it would be a good idea to tell her, because just sitting there and laughing is horribly mean. Then I realize.. wait.. how do you say "Excuse me ma'am, there is toilet paper hanging out of the back of your pants" to someone with a straight face? And it's mean to laugh at people to their face... so I take out my book and start reading, and I picture this as some sort of candid camera thing, and I start laughing to myself more, which makes me feel horribly mean, so next time she walks by, I look up again and am about to say something, but realize at this point there is no way on earth I can do it with a straight face. So I stick my nose back in my book and try to pretend that I never noticed. But of course my mind is evil to me, and kept re-conjuring the image. Eventually, one of the counselors finally calls me into her office (I imagine she had seen me sitting out there smirking, and probably thought me quite evil for it. Such is the fate of us shy people). Then, as I sit down, she gets up, walks out, goes up behind the lady, and (insert appropriate sound effect here) pulls the paper out of the lady's pants. She laughs at her a bit, and then comes back in to talk to me. At this point, I've got my head in my hands snickering, and I feel really super bad about it, so I put on my best straight face and ask her for the papers I need. Turns out she didn't have them, so she has to go back out there and get them from the lady.. and I start laughing again. I must've seemed such a horrible, horrible person. I'm so embarassed. But it was so horribly funny. You just need to picture this.. I mean... what would you have done, hmm? It's like the worst premise for candid camera ever! I mean... how would that even happen?? I'm going to have to go to the bathroom and do some experiments, but it seems to me that to get toilet paper to hang out of one's pants like that, it would take a conscious effort. How? How did this happen? I shouldn't dwell on it.. but really.. it's going to haunt me forever now.
Other than that, my day was pretty much completely uneventful. I did accidentally participate in Hum today. Honest-to-goodness unintentional class participation. "And who did Paulina end up marrying?" Camillo. Everyone stares at me... wonders why I chose this time to talk. I wonder the same thing. Look vaguely embarassed, even though I don't need to. Cool Rivers-looking kid smiles at me. I get confused, stop inadvertantly participating. Hope for pity points.
I believe there is a faction forming in my calc class that aims to put an end to everything that makes the class amusing for me. They make fun of the prof's accent, they make fun of the stupid guys in front that ask stupid questions and force the prof to explain everything so thoroughly I can't help but get it... Darn these cynical people. If they ruin it for everyone I'll... I'll... I'll probably just fail math... For a visual aid as far as this guy goes... cross Mulder and Krycek, and you've got him. Weirdness...
Oh yeah.. maybe I should post this before I tell people to read it.
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Poor toilet paper lady! Poor carrie for having to try and figure out a way to DEAl with toilet paper lady! You did a very good job of ignoring it though :D I think I might have sat there and did nothing as well... only wouldn't be as good at hiding my snickering o.o;
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Toilet Paper Lady
This should be one of those questions you ask people to gauge their morals and personality. If they just laugh at you, they're good people. Probably. Maybe... I guess it depends on how they laugh. Evil laughs generally don't denote good people.
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Also, is your icon insulting me? I do not take insults easily from bouncing mushrooms. ::looks menacing:: Aww... what the heck. ::pokes him:: Hehehehe.
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Laa!
*hugs frantic mushroom* I have gotten back into my childhood, and have revived my Super Mario Bros. 3 junkie status. ^_^; *spams your comment area!*
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~ SW
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