wickedflea | (no subject)

I was just thinking about how I'm not really wild about writing with red pens. I'll do it, though, and in fact I use them a lot at work because they seem to be everywhere around here. I once did a group project for a class with a guy who would not write with a red pen. I once gave him a red pen to use for a second, and he absolutely refused. He babbled something about his mother telling him never to use a red pen, and he went off in search of a suitable writing instrument.

I was walking through the communication building one day with the same guy, and we took a shortcut through this terrace kind of thing to get to the other side of the building. When we walked back in the building (though we'd never technically been out of it), he immediately bolted over to a chair, sat down for literally half a second, got up, and kept walking. I ignored it, but the same thing happened a few days later. I asked him about it, and he again said something about his mother telling him always to sit down first thing when he entered a building.

At the time, I thought he was crazy. But now, I'm more educated about the world and much more tolerant of odd behavior, and I realize that the poor boy was possessed by Satan.