These are some overheard conversations on the U.C. Berkeley today:
“Hello? Hello? Why aren’t you talking to me?” said a student on her cell phone. She was wearing a tight-fitting, neon pink hoodie. “I guess this is our relationship.”
“You know, I don’t care about politics, or about the environment, or about terrorism, or about pesticide-free farming, but I so care about the orangutan,” a tall, blond man said to his walking companion. “I’m going to do everything I can to get people to care about the orangutan even if I spend my whole life doing it.”
“I’m an agnostic,” one Asian student said to another. “I didn’t come here to find out if I’m wrong.”
“Oh look! There’s Lee in the Cal poster. She still hasn’t come down yet,” a young woman said pointing to the poster as she walked to class with her friends.
“Why do you take your dog to class?” an older woman asked the other. “Because he needs an education, too,” the other said.
“They named the band Dead Skeletons,” a male student with long, flowing hair in a black coat and shirt said to another guy with a guitar. “Kinda gothic-like.”
Calvin says, “A higher education? Sounds like these people are high already.”