The Real World Auction

The Real World

I was riding the subway to work this morning, and ended up standing by two girls who were most likely in their second year of university.

Some of what they were saying was refreshing. One girl was obviously trying to appear more worldy than she was though. Can’t fault her for that as we’ve all fallen into that bit at least once in our lives.

My favourite line, though, was when one of the girls started talking about how stupid she thought high school was…


Girl 1: I love University life.
Girl 2: Yeah. Me too.
G1: It’s so different from high school. People are so much friendlier.
G2: Totally.
G1: I’m glad I will never have to go through the high school experience again.
G2: Yeah?
G1: I mean, you wake up. You go to school. You work all day. You go home. Sometimes you do work there. Then you go to bed. And then you repeat.
G2: Tell me about it. University and everything after is totally different.


Er…

I must still be in high school.



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16 Responses

  1. LoL

    that’s all I can say “LOL”

  2. LOL thanks for sharing.. were they blondes LOL …. just kidding .. I still think you could be an awesome writer with humour …

    caitrine

  3. Wow. That’s so… deep.

  4. Deep like a kiddie pool.

  5. hahaha! I hear stuff like this on the train, I never thought of writing it down before 🙂

  6. I think someone was just really looking for something to talk about. This is usually when dumb conversations occur.

  7. Thanks for spreading the eBay love, J-man!

  8. I love these subway stories. I could read a whole book of them. You draw a great image with your words!

  9. I must still be in High School too…
    Geez.. maybe I need to go on sabbatical at a University for a year or two…

  10. Argh!! I think we’re ALL still trapped in high school!! But actually.. the only high school memories I have left are from near the END of my illustrious high school career… when all I did was terrorize Grade Nines with a Deer Drag (true story) and play Pong in the hallways on a jury-rigged black and white television.

    I’m sure I went to class a few times during those last few years, but if I did, the memories of the classroom time have long since been eclipsed by fond memories of carrying our classmate’s small crappy cars out into the football field… 🙂

    So all in all… high school was pretty much a utopia of good friends and VERY little actual work, if MY memories are any judge… (they probably AREN’T)

    I’m really sort of disputing my OWN hypothesis here, so I’m going to stop before I REALLY make myself look like an idiot…

    …too late.

  11. subways and busses are places for higher learning, whether we intend it or not when we drop in our tokens.

  12. I dunno about high school, but university life goes something like this:
    Wake up.
    Go to class.
    Go home.
    Attempt to study.
    Give up. Get drunk instead.
    Repeat.

  13. Yep. Looks like I flunked out and am having to repeat…
    When do I get to go to University? Sounds like FUN! 😉

  14. Pffft, I miss high school, specially what I’ll be up against the next few months.

  15. Won’t it be funny when life smacks them right in the face? And they have to trudge to work and ride the subway? And listen to younger people discuss their “deep topics” on the subway like they’re talking about the newest kind of salad at McDonald’s?

    Yeah. That will be a riot.

  16. Look at that. I’m still in high school too.

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