A time capsule of somewhat narcissistic sheltered navel-gazing, preserved for embarrassing posterity.

Wednesday, March 31, 2010

And...Scene!

[Setting: Third and fourth floors of the law school library. The fourth floor consists of a large loft area with an open staircase to the third floor. Student #1 is working on the fourth floor; Student #2 is working on the third floor; both are wearing headphones.]

S2: *singing*

S1: [listening to hockey game online, hears a noise over the hockey game.] Huh? What the heck is that?

[S1 removes headphones and realizes it is someone singing. S1 puts headphones back on and turns up the volume of the hockey game.]

[20 minutes elapse. The hockey game has ended.]

S2: *still singing*

S1: [hears noises as the hockey game ends] Really? You're kidding.

[5 minutes elapse.]

S2: *still singing*

[S1 walks to fourth floor railing, and can see S2 at the table below.]

S1: Excuse me!

S2: *still singing*

S1: *waves arm* Hey! Excuse me!

S2: *still singing*

S1: *whistles loudly* Excuse me!

S2: *still singing*

S1: *slaps wooden railing with palm of hand, whistles*

S2: *still singing, but louder*

[S1, bewildered, decides it is not worth the effort and returns to library carrel. 5 minutes elapse.]

S2: *talking on cell phone in Russian*

[5 minutes elapse.]

S2: *still talking on cell phone in Russian*

[Frustrated, S1 walks down the stairs to the third floor and towards S2's table. Meanwhile, S2 finishes her phone conversation.]

S1: Excuse me, would you mind being a little quieter?

S2: *stares at S1, at first blankly and then with mild hostility*

S1: With the cell phone, and the singing. Could you please keep it down?

S2: Singing?

S1: Yes, singing.

S2: *stares blankly*

S1: The singing. A few minutes ago, before you got on the phone. Your singing.

S2: My singing?

S1: Yes. You were singing.

S2: I was singing?

S1: Yes. You were singing.

S2: I was?

S1: Yes, you were. Singing.

S2: *stares blankly*

[5-10 seconds elapse. S1 returns to the fourth floor.]

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