So this guy won't stop talking to me.

I don't know if it matters what he looks like, but I'll describe him anyway. He's a medium-height Asian guy with reeeally bad teeth. You know how in cartoons, the character tries to bite down on something and breaks all their teeth in half? Yeah. That shouldn't matter, but it makes it difficult to focus on his eyes when he talks. It wouldn't be so bad if he wasn't so pessimistic/racist about life, I might enjoy talking to him. But I don't. The first time I talked to him, he was really racist towards Mexican specifically. He was saying how Mexicans are drunks, loud and annoying; and I told him how that's not specific to any race, it's basically every teenager alive today. He admitted it, even. Then a guy walked by with a septum piercing and cruella devil-dyed hair. He said how scary it looks and how people should have "normal" piercings. That upset me a little. I didn't say that, I said that I like when people get piercings, they're unique; and not everyone wants to be "normal". He said "yeah, that's true..." And then sat there quietly. I really need to sit in a different spot. It's hard trying to state my opinion without screaming "WHAT THE FUCK IS WRONG WITH YOU?" every time. It shouldn't be, but sometimes it is.