Well, today was my first run in with an actual frenchman. Here is the deal, we had this paper due today and I was in the library finishing up some of it when this kid walks up to me and demands, no he didn't even ask, demands that I type his for him as well because I type faster than him. Well, first of all I flat out refused and stood up to print mine out and leave seeing as I was done. What does he do then? He actually pushed me... first of all I am about ten inches taller than him, have about a thirty pound advantage, and would probably snap his neck without breaking a sweat. Nonetheless, he had the audacity... well maybe stupidity... to try this. I have considered spelling my last name "scheller" so the not so intelligent french can quickly gather that I conquer them, not the other way around.