Memory #165

The college I attended had visiting weekends for high school students. On my way to class during such a weekend, I saw a girl who looked lost. She kept looking at a sheet of paper she was holding that I assumed was a map. "Do you need help finding a building?" I asked. She whipped around to face me and gave me a sneer I had never before experienced. "I am a SENIOR," she said. My assumption that she was a high school student must have really offended her. At the time I was a sophomore and I tried to avoid her until she graduated.