He did it. Kid made me a whole damn apple pie. From scratch. It tasted like love, appreciation and brown sugar.
We were joined by another queer McNair student, and three of us sat for 2 hours eating apple pie and talking shit about everything from the wealthy kids who go here, to the administration.
My favorite exchange:
Me: And you know we all say the same thing every time someone screws up. “I do not pay…
All 3 in perfect unison: “…50 grand a year to go to this school to put up with this shit.”
Me: And not a damn one of us pays anywhere near full tuition! We are all on grants and scholarships.
D: I don’t give a fuck! I say it at least twice a day.
A: If I actually paid 50 grand to go here and they pulled this shit, I’d have murdered a person.