It’s exam time.
The library suddenly becomes a bustling place where everyone you know is
there. And, frankly, not much
studying goes on if you are sitting in the coffee shop area. Which is where I was the other day,
eating a great chicken sandwich before I went off to prepare for a final. Since
everyone is in the library, you’re bound to run in to people you know,
acquaintance, friends, profs, all of the above. In my case it was an
acquaintance. She approached me, I
was in the corner on a comfy chair reading some notes and eating, and she came
and sat on the small empty chair beside me. We met in first term of first year because we had one class
together, therefore she is not a music student which means I never really see
her, and it was one of those strictly school related friendships. Anyhow, our friendship reached the
level of Facebook worthy, hence we are “Facebook friends”. The term “Facebook friend” is really up
to debate, I mean I wouldn’t consider myself good friends with everyone I have
on Facebook, but I don’t have anyone on my Facebook that I haven’t really had a
conversation with or something like that. So we start talking, the usual boring
stuff, exams, summer etc. And then she throws the notorious question…
“So
I was looking at your profile, and you have no hair?”
“Oh ya, I lost all of it this past fall due to an autoimmune
disorder.”
And here comes the best response so far to my rare condition..
Are you ready?
“You
have AIDS??!!”
Please note that this comment was said loudly in a noisy
coffee shop, where half the people are already eavesdropping, and the other
half are still within earshot.
“No! Autoimmune Disorder doesn’t stand for AIDS.. I believe,
well from what I have learned, that AIDS is Acquired Immune Deficiency
Syndrome… “
“Oh
cool!”
Okay so this comment almost made me laugh. For a couple
reasons:
1.
We were already having a completely awkward
conversation.
2.
Who says “Oh cool!” when I just explained what
AIDS meant?
Needless to say, I pulled the classic “Well I really should
get back to studying” card, and she left.
When she was out of the coffee shop, I started laughing to myself. Autoimmune Disorder, AIDS, I guess I understand
her logic. But, really?!
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