[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.]
A time capsule of somewhat narcissistic sheltered navel-gazing, preserved for embarrassing posterity.
Wednesday, March 31, 2010
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