Classroom epiphany

This semester, I’m quickly realizing that I’ve become a crotchety, old 20something. The people in my requisite sociology courses kill me. I have a group of four Italians that sit next to me in Research Methods, and the things they talk about make me want to hit them or ask them if they were raised by wolves. I’m surprised to see how much I react to interactions between guys and girls, the mindless topics of their conversations, the homophobic comments, and how blind they are to the things that are being said in class that apply to them so much. I am slowly realizing how stereotypically white, liberal artsy and politically correct I have become.