#40- Apparently whipping out pulled
pork and hamburger buns on a Sunday night, in the library, at 12am, isn’t
normal.
This is a true story.
When I went back to school after Thanksgiving,
my mom sent me with LOTS of food. I honestly am under the impression that she
believes that I am starving and not eating at all. Don’t worry I am, I love
food too much not to. So my little refrigerator was so stuffed it was barely
able to stay closed. So little by little, I ate the food while studying for
finals. I usually did this in my room.
However, a few days before finals, I
went to study in the library with Terry and my other friend Lindsay, and I took
some food with me because I knew I would be there until it closed.
Specifically, I took pulled barbeque pork and some buns. When the time was
right, and the stomach was grumbling and my brain was saying, “Dude, get some
food,” I went downstairs to the microwave and heated up the pulled pork.
The confused looks of students
started as soon as the microwave did. Once the scent of pulled pork permeated
the air, everyone started judging me. I didn’t think anything of it, I was hungry
and therefore I was going to eat. Eat delicious, warm food to be exact. So once
I got back upstairs people were staring at me like I had burst out laughing and
was disturbing them. However, I was silent. I think my good looks got the best
of them; that or the scent was distracting. I don’t know.
I got back to my seat and Lindsay and
Terry immediately harassed me. “Who brings pulled pork to the library?” and all
that jazz. I offered them some of it and they immediately quit harping on me.
Moral: People like food. People hate studying. Food + studying= less crabby student studying
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