Another day from Hell in the college cafeteria.
Lots and lots of loud discussion over messy personal relationships. FAR more information than I wanted, and again with an obvious attempt to clear me out so that the obnoxious students can plug in and play WoW or some other game on their laptops before classes.
Some of these kids have been here since I got here at 8 with no visible trend towards attending an actual class.
However, R is settling in:
R: I actually talked to someone in one of my classes today.
M: Really? That’s cool.
R: The guy in front of me asked if he could borrow a pencil, and I said, “sure”.
So, that’s progress.
But after hearing the trash that is coming out of the college mouths, I’m kind of hoping that’s the only interaction she will have.