Dumb Nerds.
I like to get to my Political Science class early whenever possible, because the room is at about maximum capacity and if you arrive late you will be forced to to either climb over eight people to reach the one available seat in the middle of the row, or just sit on the floor in the aisle for the entire hour. Neither option is very appealing.
The problem with arriving early is that you have to sit there ten minutes and listen to this group of guys who are always in the back row having the nerdiest, lamest, most embarrassing conversations ever. Wow, they are amazing.
Today they were discussing how awesome it would be to kidnap Carrie Fisher, some how cause her to have amnesia (I guess they were planning on inflicting a little blunt force trauma?) and then convince her that she actually is Princess Leia and Star Wars is a documentary about her life. They all agreed that this would be amazing, but that it would be even more amazing if they were able to capture hot, 70s era Carrie Fisher rather than the ugly, old Carrie Fisher of today. It was the dumbest, nerdiest conversation ever.
The problem with these guys is not that they’re nerds who love Star Wars and video games. It’s that they’re stupid, loud nerds who clearly consider themselves to be witty and clever when they are actually just idiots.
It took everything in my power not to go back there and stuff them all into some lockers this morning.
Nerds!
