Stan started a conversation with me about something unimportant as I was going to the bathroom. He followed me there and stood in the doorway as I stood right in front of the toilet, flipped the fan switch on, and had a look of discomfort on my face (I really had to go). As soon as he finished his sentence, I shut the door.
Also, Stan doesn't seem to realize that the only reason he's on the executive board for our organization is because the seniors were pulling a prank on us/felt bad for him. He's very proud to be what he is now.
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/awk much?
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