Poster Ham So this just happened about five minutes ago. I'm sitting eating lunch in my school cafeteria and there's a group of three guys at the table beside mine. They are your average party dudes, just talking about partying and waking up late and whatever. They are fit so I don't have any beef.  I'm sitting here reading some awesome Narrative Discourse bullshit and eating my salad. Today's lunch is perogies and potatoes but they are all fried beyond recognition and greasy and so I can't finish it so I'm just munching on my salad now.  Enter butterball.  She walks past my table and approaches the guys. She's all about that charisma. "Hey guys! Do you like posters?"  The guys being those types are like, "oh yeah man we love posters!" So she asks them if they'd come to this poster thing in some building and look at a bunch of 'awesome' posters and they are acting so stoked as she handed out little leaflets and chatted them up a bit. Then she comes back to my table. She looks at me and says in the most uninterested voice, "want to look at some posters?" I looked up and took the leaflet things and said, "yeah sure" and then went back to my salad and then she just left.  She was so nice and energetic to the group of hot dudes but as soon as she gets to me, I'm like a piece of shit that she doesn't want to acknowledge. Right fucking back at you, you fucking crisco goblin. I also caught her staring at my leftover perogies like I was committing a crime by not wolfing them down.