Last Choice
By Pixel. Filed in slice of life |
I’m in a class of 21 students right now. We’re dividing into debate teams (of three). Somehow, there are seven complete groups without me. I can’t understand how, in an evenly divisible class, I still ended up being the odd one out. AND I’m GOOD at the damn subject! This is driving me nuts. This isn’t like choosing baseball teams. I can actually HELP people with this.
Oy Vey! The world hates me.
Update: In retelling this story, it is okay if I say “24″ instead of “21″ because I happen to remember Kiefer Sutherland instead of Sean Penn. It is also okay if I say “basketball” instead of “baseball,” because I couldn’t think of the friggin’ sport’s name. The truth is I’m much better at basketball than I am at baseball and there were 21 students. My bad.