Quiet Please..
I was sitting at the fourth floor in the library, a quiet floor. I turned to the girl next to me asking her politely to be quiet. She looked at me, turned back to her friend and started talking even louder!
What shall I do?
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Comments (4)
Study at your place …..
Comment on April 2, 2008 @ 12:18 pm
You simply walk over to their table let out
a primal scream right in her stupid face.
Comment on April 2, 2008 @ 4:41 pm
Game Over, I can’t concentrate at my place..
Rustinald, lol.. I’ll do that next time.
Comment on April 2, 2008 @ 8:29 pm
You sound like my husband. He’s a f/t student who’s got 20+ years on most of those kids, and he comes home and tells me about the nitwits who think the fourth floor is a social hall. He also gets tweaked by the ones who’re on the computers playing around on Facebook and Myspace when other people need them to do actual academics-related work.
Comment on April 3, 2008 @ 5:33 am