Drunk dipshits
Nov. 9th, 2002 01:13 amSo, I'm peacefully walking back from the radio station when suddenly these two people whom I've never seen before in my life call out to me from one of the entrances to my hall. "Hey," one of them yells out, across the quad, "can you let us in?"
"No," I call back, "I don't live in that house." I live in the south part of the building - they wanted into the west part. The hall is divided into several zones and one's key is not interchangeable between zones.
"Come on man! Let us in!"
"I can't!"
I continue walking on, and hear this final statement called out to me, "get over here and let us in - or we'll break your fucking face!" If nothing else, I sense two people who need to work on their persuasive skills. I ignore them and walk inside my part of the building.