Trying to replace all her rage with love.
So I’m at a bar with some friends…
…and as we walk towards the pool table, some random woman in her 40’s who is hella drunk looks at us and goes, “Shouldn’t you guys be studying?”
Hate that. Who the fuck are you and where do you get off pulling that shit? Don’t talk to me, drunk lady I’ve never seen before, because I hardcore believe everyone I’ve never met is out to get me.
Turns out she was a teacher in another department and actually knew some of the people in my group, so then I was okay with it. Short story short, if I’m ever at a bar with some friends and you’re drunk and I don’t know you, don’t chastise me because I will think bad thoughts about you.
