Southport Squealer, Part Deux: This means war

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February 15, 2007

This means war

Allow me to indulge my angry, whiny side. Thanks. I wrote awhile ago about how it severely annoys me when somebody takes my seat in class. Well, I am currently engaged in a seat war in two classes.

First, I'm in this Civil Procedure class. The first day of class, I took a seat in the front row and sat in it the first two weeks of class. I liked it - I could hear, I could see the board, and it wasn't cramped. Then, I come in to class the next Monday, and some girl is sitting in my seat like she's been there all along. Not only that, she hadn't even been in the class the first few weeks.

I ended up having to go all the way across the room and squeeze into a group of people who were all probably wondering, "who's this clown?" So, now I have to get to class extra early just to make sure I get my seat, because although I sat in my seat next time, she beat me to class the next day and took the seat again.

To add to the problem, if I beat that girl to class, she takes the seat next to me, causing the guy who normally sits in that seat to have to go find another seat. Or, if she sits in that guy's seat, he has no qualms about mine. He has been getting there early, too, and as a result there are three people fighting over two seats. Yesterday the other guy and I both got to class early, and the girl had to sit in a random seat. It was, I believe, the first time she hadn't gotten one of the seats. To add to my glee, she acted visibly upset that somebody had taken her seat, and made a big show out of looking for a new seat. Bitch. All I know is, I have to keep getting earlier and earlier to class, because I am *not* going to be the one who has to sit in an uncomfortable spot. I was there first, I sat there for two weeks. You can find somewhere else to sit. Because that is the first class of the day, I have been leaving extra early to make sure I get there before that seat-stealing harpie. I will clearly have to redouble my efforts.

Then, in my other class, a few weeks ago I once arrived a couple minutes before class to find a girl with a laptop sitting in my seat, which I had used for all the weeks of class prior. I steamed a little bit, and made a point to get to that class earlier to stake out my seat. Well, I made the mistake of relaxing a bit today, and when I came in, there she was, sitting in my seat like nothing ever happened. I gave her the evil eye, and sat in the far more uncomfortable seat next to her. It looks as though my claim is not being honored yet. Once again, I will simply arrive to class 15 minutes early. It's not like I do anything important between classes.

Call me immature if you must, but I like continuation. That's where I sit. I sat there for a reason. I picked out that seat because I want to be close to the professor, I want space, I want to be able to hear. It's not for you to decide that you suddenly want the seat because you got there a few minutes before me.

Additionally, it's a respect thing. I don't take other peoples' seats. By taking my seat, you are basically saying, you don't even exist to me. Every man for himself. There is merit to the argument that one day in the seat does not make it yours. But, I think two weeks is a pretty good indication that that is where you are going to sit for the rest of the class. At the very least, it should be unspoken that after awhile, that seat belongs to you.

Not only that, it starts a chain reaction of someone else's seat getting stolen, and I am made to feel like an ass because I have to take someone's seat. And then they will probably blog about it like this.

entry no. 749
Posted by oz115 at February 15, 2007 03:30 PM


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