"She doesn't even go here!"

Every tuesday, almost everything on BYU campus shuts down for the weekly devotional or forum held in the Marriot Center (BJC equivalent). Two weeks ago, Condoleeza Rice came to speak to us. Usually, the devotional/forum is broadcast all over campus so that you don't have to go to the Marriot Center. However, due to privacy issues or something, this forum was not allowed to be recorded, so if you wanted to hear Condoleeza speak, you had to actually go in person. So, being the good roommate I am, I went an hour early to save seats for my friends. Everything was going smoothly. I had pretty awesome seats, if I do say so myself, and I was happily doing some homework to pass the time. (wait. happily? weird. maybe contentedly is a better word). Then, an older lady walks to the seats I was saving with a scarf, jacket, and sweater, and I said politely,

"I'm saving those ones." To which she replied, "You can't save seats."

Emma: "Um, yes, I can. "

Lady: "No, you can't save seats in a place this big"

Emma: "My friends are in class, and I am saving them seats."

Lady: "They should have gotten here on time" (there is still half an hour until it was meant to start) *she moves my scarf and sits down*

Emma: (in my brain) "are you even a BYU student? I don't think so, ya old hag. MOVE!"

Lady: "I'm not moving"

So, in order to manage my fury, I took some pictures of her:

Then, the emcee asked that everyone move into the center seats so that the seats on the end would be accessible. So she moved closer to me.

At this point, I was just laughing. Everyone around me had witnessed the craziness, and they were all sympathetic. If I hadn't had the self control, I would have probably used some special words towards her direction. To her face. But I thought that wouldn't really reflect on BYU that well. So I wrote this post. It was fun.