take another week off.

   Yay, the kids are coming back!  I am already irritated.  This smug lump of shit, Marcus, has already been yammering on in the hall, loudly guessing at how many people are in this building right now.  Earlier, on my way out to lunch, he was leaning against the front desk, probably talking about how many or few people there were in the building right then, and gave the two finger wave, and said "hey, how ah ya."  That bitch isn't from New England, he's from New York, and he doesn't have an accent other than smug!  I need to ask if he is really so simple that his inflections are affected so quickly, because he's doing it on purpose and needs to shut up.
   On the way back from lunch, some fat old turd in a security uniform was pacing around where we wait for the bus, asking everyone if they were students, waiting for the bus, and demanding to see IDs.  Fuck that shit, leave me alone.  He asked me if I was waiting for the bus and I told him no.  "Oh, okay."  He took a couple of steps and turned back to me and asked if I was a student.  I confirmed that I was, and he asked "and you're not  waiting for the bus?"  I told him that I was and he asked why I'd said that I wasn't.  Duh, I wanted to see what would happen.  I was hoping that he would leave me the hell alone and go hassle somebody else.  It didn't work.  Apparently, when he's there, we show HIM our IDs, not the bus drivers.  I can't wait to see that plan in effect when there are 80 drunk kids waiting for the bus.  Next time, I will be addressing him as "chief" as loudly as he does to others, and informing him that I am not a student, but there to sell drugs.  I'll be sure to demand his ID, as I don't know who the hell he is; He could just be some pervert that found a security uniform at the Salvation Army for all we know.  Anyway, I will be telling him that I am selling drugs, not a student, and then hop on a bus, showing my ID to the driver, like I'm supposed to.  I feel like I should point out that I'm not really selling drugs, don't have a gun, and hold a 4.0 gpa with no conduct violations on record.
   I need to buy a lottery ticket.  More specifically, a winning one.  I want to find a way to get some distance between myself an these jackasses for next year.