I believe they call this irony...

The Classics Club was having their Homer-a-thon (we recite Homer--this semester it's the Iliad--aloud until we all go hoarse; sometimes we also act it out) on the quad. They were forced to move to the other, less populace side so  the Greeks (frats and sororities) could have their rush event.

I'll let you ponder that one a minute.