Idk. You tell me

“I focus little on things that matter most, and most on things that matter little."

My first and only semester at Virginia Tech, I rode the same elevator every day. It was in the athletic dorm, where my room was. Not sure why, I wasn't an athlete. Maybe a quota thing. They had delicious food in the cafeteria.

So I'm riding the elevator, feeling shitty over my fuckbag parents splitting apart, my little brother still at home on the front lines, when this gigantic football player gets on; huge - 6'7" 250lbs. And there we are, me pissed and ornery, him freakishly enormous, and after a few seconds of silence he looks over at me and says "Hey son, where all the white women at?"