Ah, the library.
It’s been a while since I published my first post about specific problems with today’s youth. This one deals with what happens when I seek to escape the clusterfuck of noise coming from the dorm rooms surrounding mine.
I pack up my shit and begrudgingly go to the library.
But what happens when I get there? After I get settled in the computer lab and get ready to do my work?
Well usually I realize I forgot something I need and have to go all the way back to my room to get it.
But after that, what happens?
Some fucking clit-licker decides they can’t get their work done unless they blast Nicki Minaj’s album Pink Friday directly into their ear holes at a volume which allows for my ear holes to understand Nicki word for word when she articulates such tidbits of deep philosophical knowledge as,
I just pop up on these hoes on some pimple shit
And put an iron to your face you old wrinkled bitch
which is only a problem because when language such as that is directly juxtaposed against any Supreme Court case I’m likely trying to read by that point, it’s hard to remain passionate about American law knowing that it facilitates the very forms of expression that inhibit me from studying it.
But if it isn’t the clit-licker blasting Nicki Minaj, it’s the cum-guzzling bitches in the corner on Facebook talking loudly about everything other than academics. Not that talking loudly about academics would distract me any less, but at least it wouldn’t make them cum-guzzling bitches.
(To clarify, I’m not being misogynistic; two men can be cum-guzzling bitches too if they go into a school library and use Facebook as a means to facilitate their gossip).
Of course, although I complain, I know it could be worse. The following is a rave that took place in the library of James Madison University in 2009.
Now, ignoring the fact that I just happened to be in Harrisonburg, Virginia that weekend to see my friends at JMU, and I just happened to stay for the rave that Sunday night, the above video is a perfect example of what’s wrong with today’s youth.
Does anyone else suffer from problems such as this? If so, what do you do when some ass is being distracting in the Library? If not, what would you do?
I want to know because I find the way people interact with each other, especially in situations like this, to be interesting. I want to find how much the way people deal with difficult individuals differs from person to person.