Seniors and Senioribility

One year back.

Dumb Senior (obviously talking to respectful juniors for the first time in his life) : Dey.
Me : Oh. Hi.
DS : I had to call you twice.
Me : Oh. I didn't notice.
Dumb Senior 2 : You didn't notice?! (some slight class 3 tamil swears)
Me : No.
DS2 : Er..next time, notice. (spoiling the whole effect)
DS : Wokay. Name, department, area, song.
Me : Eh?
DS : You have a name, no?
Me : (after making up my mind to check in the mirror after getting home if my face had 'English Only' written all over it) Yeah. Sammok.
DS2 : What?
Me : Sammok. EC.
DS2 : What's that?
Me : My name.
DS2 : What does it mean?
Me : (in no mind to humour him) I dunno.
DS : Wokay, which area you are in?
Me : Main block, 4th floor, 403.
DS : Oh. Hostel a?
Me : No. Day.
DS : You live in the classroom or what?! (annoyed)
Me : No. From Korattur.
DS2 : Why your name is like that? (meaning : why is your name weird?)
Me : I dunno. Must be boring to have a normal name.
DS2 : Anyway, what song?
Me : (with genuine disinterest) I can't sing!
DS : Come on, mobile battery down da, konjam entertainment, please.
Me : I don't know any Tamil songs.
DS : Okay, sing English. You know Titanic song, no..?

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One year later, after results.

DS : Hey da mama.
Me : Hey.
DS : How many?
Me : 75.
DS : Dogg! I asked how many! Not how much! (very very annoyed, but with slightly better English)
Me : Oh. None. You?
DS : You are EC da. Naye passanga.(dog people, literally) I've got 6 standing from last sem.
Me : Heh.
DS : What's so funny?
Me : That girl you asked me to give that letter to, from EEE, she's got 6 too.

Moral : Seniors are dumb. You'll be a senior one day too. I am one, now. Learn.