Ferdinand Foch
Staff Sergeant
Yesterday, as Vassili and I were leaving our WWII class while talking to another student, some yahoo came up to us, asking whether or not this was the right room for his class. When we said no, he then asked Vassili and I to help him find his room-looked to me like a typical stoner.
Anyway, I look at his schedule, and it said room 408, and he was down at room 414. We then tell him that its down the hallway on the right, and I'm thinking now he nows where to go.
But no, he's still standing there like and idiot, still confused on where he's supposed to go. So finally, Vassili and I actually lead him down to the appropiate classroom, and then just got the hell out of there. How he got into college is beyond me.
In the words of Les (hope you don't mind): Fri@*kin meatball!
Anyway, I look at his schedule, and it said room 408, and he was down at room 414. We then tell him that its down the hallway on the right, and I'm thinking now he nows where to go.
But no, he's still standing there like and idiot, still confused on where he's supposed to go. So finally, Vassili and I actually lead him down to the appropiate classroom, and then just got the hell out of there. How he got into college is beyond me.
In the words of Les (hope you don't mind): Fri@*kin meatball!