Screw sexy, I'm bringing awkward back.
There are few things worse than discovering that a guy you hooked up with at a party not only knows one of your ex-flings, but is friends with them and in their major and graduating class. In fact, I think there's only one thing worse than that: discovering those facts by running into them together in the school cafeteria.
Excuse me, I think there's a rock around here that I need to be under.
