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This cafeteria has a huge section on the right dedicated to the food servings , a grill and booth partition in the center, a line of chairs + tables along the furthest wall, and a partition featuring some fruits next to that
Every time I sit in these farthest chairs, and not in the booth (most popular spots obv) im being cursed mane
the first time , i had to sit right behind this fat spic and his girl, who looked like she would grow up to become the dead hooker you find on the alleyway in New Jersey. They were like you would expect from spics, loud as foghorns and giga annoying
I went back for dinner that day and again this was the only seat available, and there was a huge herde of curries dressed like whiteys making noise like a hyena pack
Yesterday i was just trying to stomach my plate when some curry tripped over my bag holding a laptop, rushed to the same table im front of mine, made some furtive glances like a fcking antelope before opening chatgpt and typing some shit. He was inputting images too im not gonna say what they were. Then this morning i get here right at opening hour, and yet the booth is taken, and when i come to sit here theres already a sperg with huge damn headphones on, looking like they give him Dolby atmos ultra immersion or some shit, with yet ANOTHER laptop in front of him, nose to the screen, honest to god , he was watching TF2 trickstab compilations. I’m being cursed by the soy gods
Every time I sit in these farthest chairs, and not in the booth (most popular spots obv) im being cursed mane
the first time , i had to sit right behind this fat spic and his girl, who looked like she would grow up to become the dead hooker you find on the alleyway in New Jersey. They were like you would expect from spics, loud as foghorns and giga annoying
I went back for dinner that day and again this was the only seat available, and there was a huge herde of curries dressed like whiteys making noise like a hyena pack
Yesterday i was just trying to stomach my plate when some curry tripped over my bag holding a laptop, rushed to the same table im front of mine, made some furtive glances like a fcking antelope before opening chatgpt and typing some shit. He was inputting images too im not gonna say what they were. Then this morning i get here right at opening hour, and yet the booth is taken, and when i come to sit here theres already a sperg with huge damn headphones on, looking like they give him Dolby atmos ultra immersion or some shit, with yet ANOTHER laptop in front of him, nose to the screen, honest to god , he was watching TF2 trickstab compilations. I’m being cursed by the soy gods
