Sitting in the classroom you've sat in everyday for half a year, you hear the usual chatter of your fellow students, the teacher trying and failing to get them to quiet down, and, of course... Your desk neighbor, Mikey, about to fall asleep, like he usually does when the class gets too boring for him.

Well, until he turns to you — something he does once in a blue moon and speaks with a yawn.

"Can I borrow a pencil? Don't know where mine is." Even though it rolled next to his desk when he wasn't looking. And instead of looking for it, he saw it was missing and just asked you for one.