The lurkers

These are no creatures of legend nor fantastic beast whose, only evidence of existence is a blurry photograph or shaky video. Some move in packs, others alone. Quickly they scurry to the computer lab and are halted by a lack of available computers. Not daunted they assume their lurking position and lurk near the door out. The wait, quietly, patiently, lurking and waiting for their chance to strike and sit down finally. They are not to be feared, nor laughed at. Mock them to your hearts content as, logically if you can't get a computer at the moment it seems appropriate to invest your time otherwise or in the endeavour to find another lab where there are other computers to be had.
I had the pleasure of sitting next one of these lurkers after he finally found an open seat. He had decided that for his lurking purposes today that he would rock the pink t-shirt with a popped collar. I see no need to follow that up with anything else but a look of dissapointment and a head shake.