R-E-S-P-E-C-T

"Find out what it means to me."
What a concept! Aretha really had something going here.

Much like it is rude to pack up your belongings at the end of class before the professor has finished talking, it is also not consider respectful to continue blabbering as the professor is attempting to begin his or her lecture. The professor stands patiently in front of you, the class's starting time having passed, waiting for you to simmer down so that the rest of the students can hear over your immature, unnecessary jabbering. I myself have never claimed to be mature, mostly because I often am not. I do, however, know when to keep my lips pressed together and my tongue motionless to avoid the disrespectful conversation at times that talking, other than that of authority, should not take place. Show a little respect. What an extraordinary idea. And I do not just say this because I, at times, have a strange student/professor, shamefully geekish, Russian crush on the old man being referred to.

While on the topic of common courtesy… Is it too much to ask of you to empty your filth-ridden lint out of the dryer after you have removed your filth-ridden clothing?

And just to lighten it up a bit… I enjoy it when the shirtless boys play tennis behind my room. Does this make me a bad person?