So, all I had to do to get this guy to end his loud phone call and put his phone in his pocket, was to look up from my book and turn around to look at him sternly for about 20 seconds. He didn’t even say good bye to whoever he was talking to. He said ‘ sorry sir.’ I turned back around to read my book.
Female 1 "Girl, you know he aint my type." Female 2 "Bitch, your type don't fuck with you. Your type don't like you."
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