I  really dislike having to walk past the hobos off campus on the way to class or home because they seem to stare at you so intently for just some spare change. I have a response prepared before they even open their mouths to ask (“I don’t have any, sorry”) because I don’t normally carry cash around.

I literally spent 7 hours in neuro lab today and had to spend another hour with my lab partner in a computer lab finishing graphs for our lab report due Monday — that’s 8 hours on campus (without food!!!), and I was feeling pooped, tired, and cranky. On my way back home I had the fortune of chancing upon a hobo. He seemed to be staring me down from far away since I was basically the only student in sight, and yet again I didn’t have any cash on me so I answered the inevitable question that I figured was coming. Only it wasn’t the question I was expecting.

Hobo: Do you have any spare sex?

Me: Sorry, I don’t have — what?!

And then I walked off awkwardly while trying not to make any eye contact. Why does it seem like I’m the only one who experiences these kinds of things? Hah.