Why Are You Sitting in My Seat?

Ok... so it's about six or seven weeks into the semester... and for the most part, after the first week or so, you've pretty much decided on where you're going to sit for the semester... unless you're running late and just have to pick SOMEWHERE to sit before everybody starts staring at you or start dating someone in your class and decide you wanna be closer to them now, you pretty much stay in the same seat... at least that's what I was led to believe... because some less-than-amazing being in my Chemistry class decided to rest his asscheeks where the King is supposed to sit and that shit just ain't gonna fly...

You see, I have an hour break between my chemistry class and my Shakespeare class, so I usually show up to class about 20-30 minutes early... no reason... just because... but NOW, I gotta contend with this asshole for MY seat which I have rightfully claimed by sitting in every damn day of the semester... what gives this person the audacity and authority to think the seat he sat in belongs to him or anybody else? It's MY seat, homeboy...

I sat in another seat and shit just felt off... I can't text all class (ummm... I mean, concentrate on Chemistry) if you're gonna take the ONE seat in the class that can't be seen by the professor on a constant basis... you fucking loser...

Ya'll be easy...