But in the meantime, please enjoy this brief and comical anecdote:
Every Thursday the village has free pancakes in the picnic area starting at 9:30AM. On Thursdays, I have class at 10AM... every week I say I'm going to get up early enough to have pancakes before class... it has yet to happen.
Last Thursday was no different. So, as per usual, I am running around my apartment getting my books, making some (really bad) coffee, looking for shoes (then giving up and deciding not to wear any). I walk into class balancing my bag on in one hand, coffee in the other just as the lecturer is setting up. I inch into a row of seats and Dave, from Canada, calls from two rows up "What? Are you too cool to sit with me?" After assuring him that I am, in fact, too cool to sit with him, I take a seat. A guy a few seats over looks and me and laughs to himself. I shoot him a quizzical look and he smiles knowingly as he says "You're American?" It was really only half a question. I look at him, confused and a little annoyed that he was able to judge me so quickly, "How did you know?"
He laughed and pointed at the cup in my hand "Coffee." he says.
Touche.
