Where You Sit Says a Lot, Maybe

Had to laugh when I saw this, reminded me of my uni days, where I sat and the mates that I sat with.

I would agree for the most part that this is spot on. So where did I sit? Well usually at the back (near a door preferably), but not really because I thought I was cool. My reasons for sitting at the back:

• I am generally paranoid and don’t like people sitting behind me
• I was always worried what would happen if there was a fire with 200 people wanting to get out the same door – I wanted to be first
• Stops me wondering what faces people were pulling
• I could play handheld Yatzee without being noticed
• I have a loud voice so when we were talking I was not heard and if I was the chalk, rubber or other projectile missed
• I knew what was going on in the lecture hall
• sneaking out was easy (we thought about it and never did – honest)

I used to sit with a good mate Benn (who has zero web presence or I would link to him!). We are still mates to this day. I am sure he would agree with the comic as well. Not sure about why he sat with me (apart from being mates), he probably has different reasons.

As far as the assessment of others, front row and second are spot on. The do-gooders in the front row drove me nuts, the guys in the second were OK but they were trying way too hard! The middle bunch were average and never were at any extreme. Don’t know about the sensitive ones, it obviously worked because I can’t remember! Personally, I know I have always been unique and not really fitting any mold you throw at me. I have resisted conformity and stereo-types and this is demonstration of that attitude. I don’t want to either.

This may well paint me as a bit of a paranoid slacker. But I graduated from university with distinction and a Dean’s Commendation. Not blowing my trumpet but did not want you to think I wasted my educational opportunity.

Thanks to Roger Chen who shared this comic via FeedFriend

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