Another day at the library...
But it was GREAT!!! Hahaha... Not because I had to study or because suddenly I love the material that I'm learning... It was great because I almost "killed" a man. Heh... Let me explain...
So in English 135AC, we were assigned an extra credit paper on Percy Shelley's "Ozymandias," a poem I know nothing about. The professor told us to look the poem up, copy it, and write a paper, comparing it to another poem in a book we're reading now. I was heading to the library so I thought I might as well find the poem in that stinkin' labyrinth of books. I looked it up on one of those cruddy computers and I went searching for the book.
Now, most of you Berkeley students know about the moveable shelves at our library which are used to maximize space for the thousands of books no one reads. You have to turn something resembling a steering wheel so that you can move the shelves aside. Well, as I was looking for the book, I realized that there was not enough room to enter in between two shelves. So I started to turn one of the wheels to make more room. At first, it was fairly easy to turn that sucker, but after a bit, it got gradually harder and harder to turn it. I was confused as to why the shelf stopped moving, so I exerted more and more of my strength. While I was turning the wheel, there seemed to be a muffled voice some distance away. I didn't think much of it... I was in a daze and I just assumed people were having a conversation or something... But then I finally caught a bit of what the muffled voice was saying. It said, "Hey! What's wrong with you?" And then suddenly, realizing what I was doing, I looked to see a man crouching, sandwiched between two shelves. (He was facing away from me so he didn't see me.) I thought to myself, "Oh crap!" and I walked away as if nothing had happened.
I went back to my table where John Song was studying for his midterm and I told him what happened. When I told him that I just left, he asked whether I had turned the wheel back and let the man free. Hahaha... I didn't even think of that! But I wasn't going to go back right now... No way. What to do???
Here's what I did... I laughed and laughed some more... I kept visualizing the guy stuck between the two shelves and asking me "What's wrong with you?" and I laughed.
I hope that man's OK. John kept saying that I almost killed the guy, but I told him it was fine. Just to make sure that the guy didn't suffer too much and that he got out, I tried it myself. I walked in between two shelves and John started turning the wheel. It wasn't bad at all, and you could kinda push the shelves to get out. I felt a lot better and then I laughed again...
But it was GREAT!!! Hahaha... Not because I had to study or because suddenly I love the material that I'm learning... It was great because I almost "killed" a man. Heh... Let me explain...
So in English 135AC, we were assigned an extra credit paper on Percy Shelley's "Ozymandias," a poem I know nothing about. The professor told us to look the poem up, copy it, and write a paper, comparing it to another poem in a book we're reading now. I was heading to the library so I thought I might as well find the poem in that stinkin' labyrinth of books. I looked it up on one of those cruddy computers and I went searching for the book.
Now, most of you Berkeley students know about the moveable shelves at our library which are used to maximize space for the thousands of books no one reads. You have to turn something resembling a steering wheel so that you can move the shelves aside. Well, as I was looking for the book, I realized that there was not enough room to enter in between two shelves. So I started to turn one of the wheels to make more room. At first, it was fairly easy to turn that sucker, but after a bit, it got gradually harder and harder to turn it. I was confused as to why the shelf stopped moving, so I exerted more and more of my strength. While I was turning the wheel, there seemed to be a muffled voice some distance away. I didn't think much of it... I was in a daze and I just assumed people were having a conversation or something... But then I finally caught a bit of what the muffled voice was saying. It said, "Hey! What's wrong with you?" And then suddenly, realizing what I was doing, I looked to see a man crouching, sandwiched between two shelves. (He was facing away from me so he didn't see me.) I thought to myself, "Oh crap!" and I walked away as if nothing had happened.
I went back to my table where John Song was studying for his midterm and I told him what happened. When I told him that I just left, he asked whether I had turned the wheel back and let the man free. Hahaha... I didn't even think of that! But I wasn't going to go back right now... No way. What to do???
Here's what I did... I laughed and laughed some more... I kept visualizing the guy stuck between the two shelves and asking me "What's wrong with you?" and I laughed.
I hope that man's OK. John kept saying that I almost killed the guy, but I told him it was fine. Just to make sure that the guy didn't suffer too much and that he got out, I tried it myself. I walked in between two shelves and John started turning the wheel. It wasn't bad at all, and you could kinda push the shelves to get out. I felt a lot better and then I laughed again...
