So in one of my Management classes I sit in the same seat in the front every day. Every single day I sit there.
Now, I also sit next to some foreign guy that
This guy also has a habit of stacking every item he owns in the exact space I sit. His bag, his food, his books, and his phone are ALWAYS right on my desk space.
Just get your shit off my desk
The guy sitting next to me stops this dude from sitting down and says "I'm sorry. My good friend Thomas sits here."
And this whole time he saw me as a friend but I was too busy thinking about myself to take him into consideration.
Cheesy as it sounds, I was touched.
At the end of class I ended up asking him if he wanted to get a bite to eat with me. We did. And we talked for a while. I got through the broken English
I bought lunch, of course. Dude deserves it. He gave me a high five for buying lunch. Gotta keep up tradition.