Hanging Low

My days as a suave senior have hit a new low.  I mean, I've been a senior for many years, ever since I left Sri Lanka, but this year, I'm an academic senior and not as suave as I used to be.

 

I was the first kid in the library today.  In fact, I was there two minutes early, and had to take a detour just to kill time until they opened their doors.

 

My only consolation is that it was H&L, and not the science library, but really, that's not much of a consolation. 

 

 

(At breakfast, before this terrible deed happened)

 

Moi: So you guys are sure H&L is open?  I don't want to go there only to find it locked.  That's embarassing.

 

Tim & EB: Oh yeah, I've done that before.

 

Moi: That's not that comforting, actually.

 

EB: What?  Being in the same boat as the dorkiest people you know?

 

Moi: You're not the geekiest person I know, EB, you're a gender studies minor.  That's not just humanities, that's woo-whee humanities.