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Solitary, excruciatingly boring duty post on work study shift at dining hall.
People-watching at its finest.
K, the girl who I spoke to the first week of school. Always wears a forced smile; no one notices. I do. She and I have talked a few times. She never remembers my name. I wish her the best because there’s no helping someone who doesn’t want to be helped. A and T (ha), the sophomore couple who I first met separately as I made the audition circles of the a cappella groups I didn’t, then, know were so notoriously elitist; she was in the group whose callback I accepted; he in the group whose callback I desired most and did not get. They are notoriously elitist. They are frosty. They are heartwarming to watch. I smile as they walk past, she half a head taller than him, alto and tenor, unlikely and amusing pair. They know each other better than the other does. S, the perpetually frazzled but always smiling one, gorgeous and tall for being who she is, too many responsibilities. My entire hallway, it seems, files past where I stand in a cliquey procession, calling greetings and joking about perpetually standing here.
