It’s Like That Ending Was Scripted

I’m attending film school. One of my classmates is the kind of guy who feels like he’s special because he’s obsessed with movies, which is not exactly rare in film students, and also thinks he’s smarter and more talented than everyone else in the room. He complains about having to sit around listening to our instructors and “wasting time” learning the basics, which he claims he already knows. In particular, Know-It-All Guy is annoyed by the screenwriting classes we have to take.

We also have another classmate who’s a bit older than most of the cohort. She seems like a perfectly nice person to me, but Know-It-All Guy absolutely can’t stand her for some reason. He somehow finds out that [Older Classmate] is excused from the writing classes, and one day he goes to our writing teacher after class to complain. I’m still in the room when he’s building up a head of steam.

Know-It-All Guy: “…And I’m just saying, I don’t understand why I have to take this class.”

Teacher: *Sigh.* “Everybody has to take the class.”

Know-It-All Guy: “[Older Classmate] doesn’t!”

Teacher: “Wait, who doesn’t?”

Know-It-All Guy: “[Older Classmate]! [Older Classmate] [Last Name]!”

Teacher: “Wait, that name sounds familiar…”

He looks something up on his phone and then shows a Facebook page to Know-It-All Guy.

Teacher: “This [Older Classmate]?”

Know-It-All Guy: “Um…yes. Wait, you know her?”

Teacher: “Yes! We went to university together. Wild, what a coincidence.”

Know-It-All Guy: “Wait, seriously?”

Teacher: “Oh yes. We took the same workshops. I remember she was really good, very talented.”

Know-It-All Guy: “Workshops?”

Teacher: “Yeah. For writing. You know I have a writing degree, right? So does she. That’s probably why they waived the requirement for her.” *He chuckles.* “Actually, she could probably teach this class. Maybe if you’re nice to her, she’ll give you some feedback on your scripts. Anyway, if that’s all, I have to go…”

The teacher heads out the door, leaving [Know-It-All Guy] looking like he’d just been hit over the head.