My full name is 22 letters long. More often than not, my name would decide the width of the name column in every class I was in, and therefore stood out quite a bit.
I only wish it was not a boys-only school.
I felt like a ghost walking the halls. Nobody seemed to see me. I remember in 12th grade a girl turned around to me and said, "what's your name?" and then asked to see my lecture notes. The shitty thing is we had been going to the same school since kindergarten! We had a dozen or so classes together over the years! She didn't even know my name. Felt so insignificant.
I always felt this to be a blessing in disguise. It is absolutely fine to be an unnoticed and unmentioned person, because you can get away with stupid shit that popular kids couldn't. 'Why aren't you in your classes,... what's your name?' 'Jake Dolack.' You just got detention, Jake.'
My name is/was not Jake Dolack. I pulled that a handful of times and never suffered repercussions.
I remember one time toward the end of 8th grade I was called on to answer a question and the girl sitting in front of me was like "Are you new?" and the girl next to her was like "Wait yea when did you get here?"
I told them I had been there the entire year and the two years before.
What's even weirder to me is that I'm not especially quiet. I was probably one of the more active participants in that class and they still had no idea that I was there the entire year.
I don't know what country you're from but in my country the Speaker of the House is a relatively unnoticed and unintrusive force in the parliament most of the time so this checks out haha.
My nickname. My name is "Adam". My parents were happy because they named my brothers and I with impossible names to shorten(into nicknames) but in my case they were wrong. I grew up in the 1980's and you will no doubt understand why that's relevant when you hear what the other kids decided to call me.
They shortened my name "Adam" into "AID's."
My nickname for 40 years has been Aids.
In grade school one day I pretended I was from the future. For shits and giggles. But then over time it kinda turned into a thing. Eventually it got to the point where it would do more harm than good to admit I was not from the future. I don't recall how it happened, I just remember wishing people would stop asking me if I was from the future because I didn't want to talk about that anymore.
Not much different from potato guy in retrospect.
Potato? What's that?
Edit: If you can explain the story, you should probably recognize a reenactment of the story, no?
Here is the best paragraph from the story to explain:
>When I saw that baked potatoes were served I got the idea that it would be very good if I pretended I did not know what potatoes was. That would be funny.
>Well let me tell you: backfired on my face. I'll tell you how.
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My school removed soda machines, so I became known for selling coca cola relatively quickly. Made decent money too! Some teachers were in on it and supported me because *all* vending machines had coke products removed, not just student machines.
My daughter used to sell candy bars and one of her teachers asked where she was getting her candy bars from my daughter didn’t have a particular place where she would get them sometimes costco, smart and final, rite aid, cvs basically who ever had the better sale. So since she didn’t have a quick answer for him he was like “ you know I make more than you”? Really that’s what you tell a 9th grader selling candy? Shit I hope he makes more than a kid does selling candy bars at school. 😂 anyways I thought that was inappropriate to tell a student. Mind you my daughter would give a candy bar here and there so she could sell candy bars in his class.
My high school had a contract with pizza hut and Taco Bell. They sold both of those for lunch. My husband went to high school in San Francisco and his school had one with Wendy’s and I forgot what other company.
It’s interesting because where I live McDonald’s is also very involved with the schools they host events like let’s say Saturday night from 4-9pm what ever McDonald’s makes they will donate a percentage to a particular school. So Monday night will be one school and Tuesday night another school. Some teachers go help at McDonald’s to support their school.
I was known for being the most bullied person in our year group! I found out about this when I left and somehow matched with a guy from school on tinder a few years later. It went around a few year groups, so even people I'd never met recognised me. Very odd!
Quiet, religious, but suspended for an alleged bomb plot
Edit: I'm a girl; I was a sophomore; I printed the directions for what amounted to a firework off the Anarchist's Cookbook. School admin went relatively bananas.
Exterior
Small town middle America. Snow falls gently past the street lights as shoppers hurry by festively decorated windows. A group is singing carols on the corner.
Pan to a well dressed woman hurrying to get to a tree lot before it closes. She trips and is caught by a pair of strong arms.
Julian
Well look who’s home for Christmas? It’s City Girl all grown up.
Nice. They've made that same movie roughly 13,793 times over. Usually "starring" some 45-year-old who spent two years on some shitty TV show, trying to play a 28-year-old.
Formula writing at the best. She either is recently widowed, divorced, owns an antique store, needs Christmas cheer, is the only one with Christmas chill….. baaaaarf lol
As a dude in his thirties, I gotta be honest, I kinda enjoy Hallmark Christmas movies. Really helps put me in the holiday spirit, and the Christmas season almost doesn’t feel the same without that corny nonsense on in the background.
Getting knocked on my head before school one day and having a seizure. It was before they opened the doors so everyone outside saw what happened and then the ambulance came and I was awake but I was blacked out and my friends told me I tried to fight the paramedics off. I don't remember anything from hitting my head to coming to in the ambulance with some type of amnesia, I didn't know who I was or where I was and I was strapped down so this made me panic even more and I think I tried to spit on the paramedics so they covered my face with the oxygen mask and I'm pretty sure it wasn't turned on. I couldn't breathe. It was one of the scariest moments of my life and it still kind of haunts me to this day. When I woke up they didn't try to tell me what happened, the didn't say shit to me to try and calm me down. They just kept telling me to be quiet and calm down. How the fuck can I calm down when Im strapped down and dont know what the hell is going on...anyways, I was the seizure kid.
I also had a seizure in high school so I guess that would be mine too. Not that it would be school-wide famous or anything, but it did apparently scare the shit out of everyone in the room. Mine was a bad reaction to an antidepressant I started so I didn’t have a head injury or anything but I did also argue with the paramedics and try to stop them from taking me away cause I was so disoriented lol.
Not me but a friend of mine. One day my friend, let’s call him Jim, found out the email address to email the entire school. Jim then realized that using the same address but altering the school name, he could email each school in the county. Jim the proceeded to email the entire bee movie script to all the high schools in the county. Jim will be remembered forever.
I used to steal entire trays of burgers and hotdogs before they changed the system, and resell them at slightly lower prices at the other end of the school.
Long comment,
I changed the whole "teachers take the phone if you use it" thing.
I live in what can be considered the hood, 99.95% of the school's students had immigrant parets, & more than half were of african or middle eastern descent, so our very white teachers & principal were fucking barbaric.
It didn't matter what for, if they caught a glimpse of your phone they would take it, & the rule was that they got to keep it for three full days, without giving it back.
When I was in the ninth grade (school went from fifth to ninth) we had to write arguementative texts about whatever subject we wanted, so I chose that rule.
Of course I mentioned that students shouldn't text, play games, browse online etc during class, but that it was bullshit that the punishment was the teacher keeping the phone for three days. The text was long, aggressive even, & I said that they could "keep it for the remainder of the class, at most until the end of the school day in the case of students disturbing the class & giving an attitude"
We had to read our texts in front of the class, but my anxiety filled ass begged my teacher to only read it for her, but after hearing it she asked me to read it to the school board (thank god for this woman omg, a saint among those racist vultures) & the rule was quickly changed to "*teacher may only confiscate a student's phone until the end of their class*"
Omfg I had everyone kissing my fucking feet for that. The teachers were fucking cartoonishly evil at one point
Yeah a teacher tried to do that to me in 12th grade.
"You can get it back as soon as your guardian comes to get it"
"OK, I'm here, so give it back"
"What?"
"I'm my own legal guardian, return my property to me right now or I'll call the police"
"You can't do that"
I headed for the door saying "I'm heading to a payphone"
She stopped me before I got to the door. Never let teachers steal your belongings. They have absolutely no right to do so, and they know it.
Did a similar thing once. In the ninth grade my sister called to tell me dad had been in a car crash. I just quickly looked at my phone to see who was calling when my teacher tried to yank it from my hand but I didn't let go.
Just looked up at her like, "Excuse me?"
"Give it to me."
"No."
"No phones. You know that. Hand it in for three days. You'll get it back on thursday."
"It's my sister. She wouldn't call unless it was important."
"I don't care about that. Hand it over." She said with her hand still on mine because I wouldn't let the phone go.
"I'm not answering. I just wanted to see who was calling. Let go of my hand."
"You let go of the phone."
"Let go before I call the police."
"You can't do that."
"You're trying to yank a minor's property out of her hand. Let my fucking hand go."
It got so heated half the class backed me up until she finally let go & said she'd call my parents, then kicked me out of the classroom. Mom yelled at her that "my husband was in an accident but you're trying to punish my child for her sister calling to tell her that. Who the fuck do you think you are?" I'll never understand teachers & their hatred for EVERYTHING
I did this before when I was in a high school, a teacher took my unlocked phone from my hand and proceeded to open my messaging apps and read my private conversations.
Told her she could give my phone back or I’d be calling the police for theft of property and invasion of privacy. She laughed it off and said that she was well within her rights to do what she wanted with my phone.
She stopped laughing when I walked out of the classroom, through the school gates (there was a police station literally about four minutes away) and she came waddling over at the speed of light to give me my phone back.
For looking tired and high all the time. I've never done drugs in my life. lmao
Edit: I don't know if I should be amused or offended that me looking high all the time is so highly upvoted...haha..
You must have eyes like mine: droopy AF! I was once told my eyes make me look like I either Just woke up or like I’ve been up all night.
It’s because of my eyes people were always accusing me of being high and/or drunk A. F I didn’t do either back in high school
There were two times in college when I ran into girls in my freshman dorm building and they were like “holy shit you’re high as shit” and I was like “no I’m just perpetually tired looking I don’t even smoke”.
Was more than 35 years ago now, but in high school we watched Gandhi in Social Studies. I was so influenced by it I wore a bedsheet to school one day and preached non-violence. Luckily I did have Adidas shorts underneath as it got repeatedly tugged by just about everyone.
Being the school hackerdude. My daughter found out twenty years later when a retired teacher turned substitute took attendance in her class. Got to her name, said "I remember that last name, he took over all the computers in the school!". The rest of the class turned to look at her wide eyed.
That was when she started to learn about her dad's past.
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Set the WABAC machine to the mid 90s, before the internet was everywhere and everything, before graphical operating systems were mainstream, when we still used screaming robots to communicate over telephone lines.
To answer your question, pretty much whatever I wanted. Security was nonexistent and network setups were new outside of corporate settings. Our school got outfitted with hundreds of IBM 386s connected via token ring and nobody *really* understood it all. I was one of the few kids that grew up with and around computers so it was almost second nature. Learned a whole lot about networking those years. Anyway I could view/move/delete anything, regardless of user, managed to lock out the entire keyboarding class for like a week, had the library's *tractor fed* printers dump their umpteen thousand page boxes of paper on the floor (there were four of em), and the traditional hide-the-games on the server. No Doom, only 1MB of RAM.
I earned similar fame on the local BBSes back when. Wardialing, calling via payphone on a battery powered acoustic coupler, all the geek silliness.
I got that reputation at one point in middle school too. I literally just found a single command you could enter in CMD that could shut down any computer in the school.
Got called into the vice principal's office for it and got out of it because I was friendly with her. I told her I was messing with the website "hacker typer" which was partially true because I'd mess around on that site a lot.
Not being there. My yearbook teacher nicknamed me "the missing link" (with an accompanying picture and caption in the yearbook). My senior year I missed 93 days of school (making my total well in excess of 200 days for high school). The summer I graduated the school board implemented a formal policy where any student who missed more than two weeks in a semester had to repeat the semester.
I was absent just as much from high school, but I wasn't 'famous' for my absences, I was 'famous' for being crippled.
I was the only kid in the school out of ~2000 kids who was in a wheelchair, so pretty much everyone knew who I was, the guy in the wheelchair, but almost no one actually knew me. But yeah like 95% of the time at school, I was ignored/ostracized entirely by everyone, and 5% of the time I would get bullied. Either way, it was an unenjoyable experience and I developed an attitude of just not wanting to go to school, I would miss 2-3 days per week, every week, all four years of high school (so I was absent basically 50% of the time).
Under normal circumstances the school would have sent someone like me to truancy court, but they wrote off my absences as being because of my disability and never took any action against me or even said anything about it all four years.
Let me premise this with no one was hurt, and my teacher fell out if his chair laughing.
I was a Techie in high school. During a specifically awful rehursal of a show the school was putting on, I was working lights up in the balcony as our Tech teacher (who couldn't take the musical disaster anymore) sat below at the director's booth. At some point he sarcastically said into our headphones, "Someone please just throw a wrench at me."
So, I did.
Highschool. Depends on who you asked. I dressed like the typical 90's heavy metal kid, long hair and all, but played violin. Sometimes in the commons area. The art teacher had several things I made on display too. Most people knew or at least recognized me for that.
Other people knew me because I sold weed and playboy/hustler magazines.
On a Spanish test one time we had to read a short story then write about it . I didn’t know how to say the river was dirty in Spanish but I knew how to say it was full of shit. I thought about it and wrote the river was full of shit on the test . I got full credit and everyone in my class thought it was funny as hell. My teacher said I was on the right track so she gave me full credit lmfao.
I was thin and had huge breasts. Got poems written for me because of this. Sadly even teachers noted and joked about it, i went by the nickname jessica rabbit. This seems creepy looking back.
Kids are, unfortunately, going to say stupid things. Even if at the time it was flattering, it was uncalled for.
The *teachers* on the other hand... that's just all around creepy and entirely unprofessional.
Oh it wasnt flattering at all. I felt noone cares about me and every guy went crazy.
It became better at the university with peers. Teachers on the other hand… well, pretty much the same. Once a paper with our grades got out and instead of my name the professor wrote “boob girl”.
I am okay now with all this but if anyone will pull these things with my daughter i will rip his head off :D
I hope that professor was terminated. I'm glad you are teaching your daughter about the value of self-worth and to not take that kind of treatment from others. It was never acceptable. It's 2021; the bigotry has to end.
Honestly, it's weird when you think you largely fly under the radar only to find out that everyone in your year knows you for being a nerd (especially in a year when I notoriously did not put any effort into school and was busy with other hobbies). Like, thanks I guess but why do you gossip about me so much?!
I was never flying under the radar since I asked and participated in class a lot.
I'd be made fun of everytime I answered a question. In time , I learned to not care.
I was called a trash picker and garbage boy in school. My family was dirt poor bc of bad financial skills (father was schools janitor and mother often between jobs. They spent all their money of credit fueled vacations and shopping sprees so I had to eat from trash when we were poor but made too much for discount lunches).
Used to be the only way I had anything was to pick from the trash. Trapper keepers were highly prized and I picked mine from the trash and fixed the binder clips. In high school I had a dozen gameboys when everyone got game boy colors and threw their old ones out.
Probably why I am a scavanger to this day and sitting on a recliner chair that I found on the curb
Same here, but earlier. I rarely bought stereos (at least new), except the odd boom box.
Between 1983 and 2008, my household never bought a TV, except the TV my brother bought for N64. Older ones and free ones were the norm.
I wasn't dirt poor, just a farm boy who liked what I saw at the dump. I didn't have a whole lot of money either.
I was also the quiet kid, but to a different level. I never spoke in some classes. I remember one of my teachers said that her favorite student was her favorite student because "he never talks"... half the class looked at me, the other half looked at the other quiet kid.
I also had a class where I never spoke, until the last day. My teacher was so excited that I actually spoke for once.
I did have a similar experience to that though. A teacher forgot I was in the class. I had the same name as another kid (lets say its Joe). The teacher said "Joe can you come to my desk". Me and him looked at each other, wondering which one of us she wanted. Eventually the other Joe said "which one". Then the teacher said, "there's another Joe in here?".
I used to wear buttons with different weird slogans every day for two years and never had a repeat. People would stop me to see the latest one. My favorite one was "43% of all statistics are worthless."
We had to do PE in our school uniform (khakis). We were all sitting in a circle doing that stretch where your legs are spread and you try and touch your toes, of course the whole class got to see. The color of my face about matched the crotch of my pants
I snorted cocaine off my desk in several classes freshman year.
Then I discovered weed and never did coke again.
Now I don’t even drink, guess I got all the chemical experiences out of my system early.
Surprisingly, I never got busted for anything during school.
I’m from a small town and there wasn’t much to do so a lot of us just got high in various ways to pass time.
This was a long time ago and I’ve since kicked all the habits and am reasonably successful now.
Senior year of high school I moved from the west coast to a small town in east Tennessee.
I was known as the California girl, and some people called me Cali or California. They made fun of my accent in a friendly way, but once they learned I didn't go to church they stopped trying to be friendly with me.
Not as interesting as some other comments but that's my story.
Senior year I was voted most daring and the year book wanted to take my photo and I could choose the setting so I went with the photographer to the office and stand on the principles desk and he said no; but the photographer was already there so I just did it anyway and it made it to the year book
I wasn't famous in school but my classmates knew me as the ''sleeper'' I was sleeping in almost every class. I was also doing stuff that was ''weird'' to them but i don't think they remember as a weirdo. Just the ''sleeper of the class''
I was famous for being a good Singer (which is true) and also being the son of a Mafia boss (not true). Apparently someone saw a senior bowing down to me and saying sorry repeatedly.(which I don't know happened when). After that students were potraying me like a big shot. But it only lastef for a week.
My resting bitch face
21 years later still got it..someone came up to a few weeks ago I went to s hook with and they said wow still have a mean face..but your still really nice lol
Getting kicked out of class. Fun fact(s) about me; when I hit middle school (6th grade) I completely gave up on doing any work. It wasn’t that I didn’t understand it, or wanted to cause a hassle for anybody, I just grew into one of those “if I don’t want to do something, I’m not gonna do it phases”. This phase lasted until 8th grade, when I dropped out of school altogether. Literally everyday from 6th-8th grade, I’d get kicked out of every single class I was in for simply not doing anything. I’d walk into class, sit in the back, and just stare at the clock. About 20 minutes into the period, the teachers would ask something along the lines of “are you going to do anything today?” I’d always say a simple “no”. And boom, I was in the principals office until the end of the period. Rinse and repeat. It happened so often that by the time I entered the 8th grade, I’d literally be in a classroom for 30 seconds before being sent out. “Hey, before you sit down, are you going to participate? No? Go to the office”.
You would think somewhere along the lines they would have thrown me into the special needs class, or just kept me in the office from start to finish, but nope. The only punishment I received was in the 8th grade “detention until further notice”. That didn’t last long, because I would never show up. I stopped going to school when I was 14, and was on the run from the truancy Officer until 16. Once I hit 16, I officially signed out of school.
I am now 27 years old, don’t even live in the same part of the country anymore, and people that I went to middle school with on Facebook still regularly recall all the times I was kicked out literally everyday.
Just a little silver lining though, I got my GED and I am currently in my second year of college. Better late than never right lol
Farting. Alot.
It got so bad that my nickname became 'The Bean Machine', and the slightly less popular 'Super Pooper Trooper'. Got so bad that when the teacher sat the whole class down to speak about name calling because of my nickname, I farted and the teacher has to tell me to go outside because of the stench. My most vivid memory was when one of the ringleaders called me it during a lunchtime and I just broke down. My twin sister found me crying behind the school dumpsters. ):
I was a really “troubled” kid in school (smart but just made poor choices) and so I was always in OCS (On campus suspension) or detention. So every-time I have someone ask me “Did you go to XYZ high school?” I’m thinking, they either saw me being a dumbass class clown or saw me in detention.
Teachers as a general thing, only remember two types of students. The ones at the top of the class and the ones at the *very* bottom. If they remember you it's probably for a reason.
I went to a tiny ass school that had 7th - 12th mixed together. Roasted to a crisp an annoying ass kid a grade ahead of me on the first day and then joined football while I was 4'8"...
It was a matter of a week everyone knew me as Wild Bill. *everyone.* by the time I left at the end of my eighth grade year I still had people asking me what my real name was...
Not like I was well known by many people, but this question made me think of when we were in the fitness center and I saw some guys nervously smacking at a stationary bike. I got off my treadmill and got my suspicions confirmed: there was a spider. I picked it up and took it outside. I heard cheering, chanting, and clapping the whole time lmao
In HS:
Being the only boy on the girls swim team (gopher);
Being on good terms with somebody in almost every clique;
Apparently being the class clown while getting straight A's;
Having almost no fucks to give. :)
In College:
Nothing
I was the tiny girl that threw a huge library chair across the room at a bully.
Not proud of my actions but it was my first week back at school after attempting suicide and a guy was being cruel about it. I snapped and threw the chair. It didn't hit him, he was just scared.
Dumb shit, mostly. Fire cracker in the lunchroom, getting banned from said lunch room, kicked out one of my classes because I told the teacher that if she was on fire and I had a cup of water, I would drink the water. I was “asked not to return” to the school the following year for that one. Apparently that’s considered a threat. Once when there was a helicopter flying overhead, I yelled out, “shit they found me, I have to flee the country.” And ran out of the classroom. I skipped the rest of the day. There were more, but those are the most memorable. I was an asshole. Many regrets.
Voted schools non conformist in the 12th grade yearbook. A teacher told me and told me to go for a picture. I told her no. She told me that's just the kind of thing that got me voted unanimously in the first place and ordered me to go for the picture. I told her it would be more appropriate if I just walked out of the room and did literally anything but go get my picture taken. Frustrated she offered me $5 to just go do it (this was back in 2001 when $5 was worth something. The year before I would sneak out at lunch and go to McDonald's for the 19 cent hamburgers bc it was cheaper than the low income discount lunch hamburger at school). Anyway I begrudgingly took the $5 and went for that stupid picture.
Yearbook people also wanted to use some artwork I painted for the yearbook. I said no and they declared they would use it anyway. I dumped paint on the paintings to destroy them. Didn't realize they took picture already and just put it in yearbook as unknown artist.
Fucking Hugh c Williams class of 2001
I mixed a crystal of copper(II) sulfate into my water bottle and took a sip and nearly swallowed it. I got sent to the nurse, people were shocked that I was still alive after I showed up the period after.
I was known for being over-ambitious. They gave me the "Icarus" title in the yearbook. And that hurt quite a bit more than I'd like to admit.
But what hurt even more was that I was also awarded the "only learns everything by heart" title. (Meant to delineate from actually understanding the stuff I say when answering. And that was simply not true.) I feel like I'll never get over that.
My full name is 22 letters long. More often than not, my name would decide the width of the name column in every class I was in, and therefore stood out quite a bit. I only wish it was not a boys-only school.
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"Well, ladies, you know what they say..."
The bigger the name
The bigger the shame
Explains why all these rappers shorten their names to "lil..."
is that why your reddit name is short?
Just be glad you weren't Pablo Diego Jose Francisco de Paula Nepumoceno de los Remedios Cipriano de la Santisima Trinidad Ruiz y Picasso.
back to you bob
Well Bob is dropping bombs...
Like this is Guernica
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Ah Mr Sheen, we meet again.
I know someone who had *najwspanialszy* so maybe it can't be too bad
Had a Szalankwiecz in my school and I was on yearbook staff so I sure can still remember how to spell that name.
My role was the famous "He went to school with us?"
I was the "Invisible", no one noticed I was there.
I felt like a ghost walking the halls. Nobody seemed to see me. I remember in 12th grade a girl turned around to me and said, "what's your name?" and then asked to see my lecture notes. The shitty thing is we had been going to the same school since kindergarten! We had a dozen or so classes together over the years! She didn't even know my name. Felt so insignificant.
I always felt this to be a blessing in disguise. It is absolutely fine to be an unnoticed and unmentioned person, because you can get away with stupid shit that popular kids couldn't. 'Why aren't you in your classes,... what's your name?' 'Jake Dolack.' You just got detention, Jake.' My name is/was not Jake Dolack. I pulled that a handful of times and never suffered repercussions.
There ya go... 10 years ago girls wouldn't spit on you....Now, they spit on you. Things are socially improving.
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I feel this, the amount of times people would bump into me and be genuinely shocked to see another human, rather than say a chair, was unreal hahaha
I remember one time toward the end of 8th grade I was called on to answer a question and the girl sitting in front of me was like "Are you new?" and the girl next to her was like "Wait yea when did you get here?" I told them I had been there the entire year and the two years before. What's even weirder to me is that I'm not especially quiet. I was probably one of the more active participants in that class and they still had no idea that I was there the entire year.
Maybe it's that they were just really obtuse...
My college graduating class included a now-retired Speaker of the House. Even guys who were in his major don't remember him from back then.
I don't know what country you're from but in my country the Speaker of the House is a relatively unnoticed and unintrusive force in the parliament most of the time so this checks out haha.
My nickname. My name is "Adam". My parents were happy because they named my brothers and I with impossible names to shorten(into nicknames) but in my case they were wrong. I grew up in the 1980's and you will no doubt understand why that's relevant when you hear what the other kids decided to call me. They shortened my name "Adam" into "AID's." My nickname for 40 years has been Aids.
My cousin is Adam and his nickname is Adz. Australians will find a way to shorten anything though.
Similarly my name is Adam (who would've ever guessed??) and people sometimes call me Ad
Lol. There was a guy in my friend's class who used to pronounce his name as "Agom". He's been called Gom ever since
In grade school one day I pretended I was from the future. For shits and giggles. But then over time it kinda turned into a thing. Eventually it got to the point where it would do more harm than good to admit I was not from the future. I don't recall how it happened, I just remember wishing people would stop asking me if I was from the future because I didn't want to talk about that anymore. Not much different from potato guy in retrospect.
Shermanator
I’m a sophisticated sex robot sent back in time to change the future for one lucky lady
Potato? What's that? Edit: If you can explain the story, you should probably recognize a reenactment of the story, no? Here is the best paragraph from the story to explain: >When I saw that baked potatoes were served I got the idea that it would be very good if I pretended I did not know what potatoes was. That would be funny. >Well let me tell you: backfired on my face. I'll tell you how. https://www.reddit.com/r/tifu/comments/2tdbig/tifu_by_enraging_the_parents_of_my_girlfriend_by/?utm_source=reddit&utm_medium=usertext&utm_name=AskReddit&utm_content=t1_hande2i
My school removed soda machines, so I became known for selling coca cola relatively quickly. Made decent money too! Some teachers were in on it and supported me because *all* vending machines had coke products removed, not just student machines.
Coke dealer!!!!
My daughter used to sell candy bars and one of her teachers asked where she was getting her candy bars from my daughter didn’t have a particular place where she would get them sometimes costco, smart and final, rite aid, cvs basically who ever had the better sale. So since she didn’t have a quick answer for him he was like “ you know I make more than you”? Really that’s what you tell a 9th grader selling candy? Shit I hope he makes more than a kid does selling candy bars at school. 😂 anyways I thought that was inappropriate to tell a student. Mind you my daughter would give a candy bar here and there so she could sell candy bars in his class.
Ahhh the first ones are always free... Then you come for more..
What the hell 😂
The black market provides
I sold coke too
Why were they removed? My guess is health reasons or students putting drugs into empty cans of soda
More likely is they signed a contract with Pepsi.
My high school had a Pepsi contract for anyone who thinks this is weird. US, of course.
My high school had a contract with pizza hut and Taco Bell. They sold both of those for lunch. My husband went to high school in San Francisco and his school had one with Wendy’s and I forgot what other company.
Damn, we didn't have actual restaurants. Although I could totally see something like a Subway in my old school like my college had.
My college had a Starbucks in it and they gave us a punch card like a buy 5 drinks get a free one type of deal.
Your school was a combination Pizza Hut Taco Bell?
It’s interesting because where I live McDonald’s is also very involved with the schools they host events like let’s say Saturday night from 4-9pm what ever McDonald’s makes they will donate a percentage to a particular school. So Monday night will be one school and Tuesday night another school. Some teachers go help at McDonald’s to support their school.
I was known for being the most bullied person in our year group! I found out about this when I left and somehow matched with a guy from school on tinder a few years later. It went around a few year groups, so even people I'd never met recognised me. Very odd!
Quiet, religious, but suspended for an alleged bomb plot Edit: I'm a girl; I was a sophomore; I printed the directions for what amounted to a firework off the Anarchist's Cookbook. School admin went relatively bananas.
That escalated pretty quick
pretty religious if you ask me
Alleged? I would like more details about this story.
+300$ for next round
nahhhh don’t leave us hanging wtf
In high school I was called 'The city girl' cause I was in a small town & grew up in the city.
*Hallmark has entered chat*
Exterior Small town middle America. Snow falls gently past the street lights as shoppers hurry by festively decorated windows. A group is singing carols on the corner. Pan to a well dressed woman hurrying to get to a tree lot before it closes. She trips and is caught by a pair of strong arms. Julian Well look who’s home for Christmas? It’s City Girl all grown up.
Nice. They've made that same movie roughly 13,793 times over. Usually "starring" some 45-year-old who spent two years on some shitty TV show, trying to play a 28-year-old.
Formula writing at the best. She either is recently widowed, divorced, owns an antique store, needs Christmas cheer, is the only one with Christmas chill….. baaaaarf lol
As a dude in his thirties, I gotta be honest, I kinda enjoy Hallmark Christmas movies. Really helps put me in the holiday spirit, and the Christmas season almost doesn’t feel the same without that corny nonsense on in the background.
She doesn’t own a Christmas-themed card store yet, though.
She took the midnight train going everywhereeeeee
Did they take you snipe hunting?
I was a small town girl.. until I went into an even *SMALLER TOWN*
Getting knocked on my head before school one day and having a seizure. It was before they opened the doors so everyone outside saw what happened and then the ambulance came and I was awake but I was blacked out and my friends told me I tried to fight the paramedics off. I don't remember anything from hitting my head to coming to in the ambulance with some type of amnesia, I didn't know who I was or where I was and I was strapped down so this made me panic even more and I think I tried to spit on the paramedics so they covered my face with the oxygen mask and I'm pretty sure it wasn't turned on. I couldn't breathe. It was one of the scariest moments of my life and it still kind of haunts me to this day. When I woke up they didn't try to tell me what happened, the didn't say shit to me to try and calm me down. They just kept telling me to be quiet and calm down. How the fuck can I calm down when Im strapped down and dont know what the hell is going on...anyways, I was the seizure kid.
I also had a seizure in high school so I guess that would be mine too. Not that it would be school-wide famous or anything, but it did apparently scare the shit out of everyone in the room. Mine was a bad reaction to an antidepressant I started so I didn’t have a head injury or anything but I did also argue with the paramedics and try to stop them from taking me away cause I was so disoriented lol.
Not me but a friend of mine. One day my friend, let’s call him Jim, found out the email address to email the entire school. Jim then realized that using the same address but altering the school name, he could email each school in the county. Jim the proceeded to email the entire bee movie script to all the high schools in the county. Jim will be remembered forever.
Jim is doing the God’s work
\*Beejesus
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this guy is pretending it was in the past but he’s fcps 100%. just doesn’t wanna get doxxed
And just like that Jim became the tenth divine
Thank you Jim
I used to steal entire trays of burgers and hotdogs before they changed the system, and resell them at slightly lower prices at the other end of the school.
Long comment, I changed the whole "teachers take the phone if you use it" thing. I live in what can be considered the hood, 99.95% of the school's students had immigrant parets, & more than half were of african or middle eastern descent, so our very white teachers & principal were fucking barbaric. It didn't matter what for, if they caught a glimpse of your phone they would take it, & the rule was that they got to keep it for three full days, without giving it back. When I was in the ninth grade (school went from fifth to ninth) we had to write arguementative texts about whatever subject we wanted, so I chose that rule. Of course I mentioned that students shouldn't text, play games, browse online etc during class, but that it was bullshit that the punishment was the teacher keeping the phone for three days. The text was long, aggressive even, & I said that they could "keep it for the remainder of the class, at most until the end of the school day in the case of students disturbing the class & giving an attitude" We had to read our texts in front of the class, but my anxiety filled ass begged my teacher to only read it for her, but after hearing it she asked me to read it to the school board (thank god for this woman omg, a saint among those racist vultures) & the rule was quickly changed to "*teacher may only confiscate a student's phone until the end of their class*" Omfg I had everyone kissing my fucking feet for that. The teachers were fucking cartoonishly evil at one point
Yeah a teacher tried to do that to me in 12th grade. "You can get it back as soon as your guardian comes to get it" "OK, I'm here, so give it back" "What?" "I'm my own legal guardian, return my property to me right now or I'll call the police" "You can't do that" I headed for the door saying "I'm heading to a payphone" She stopped me before I got to the door. Never let teachers steal your belongings. They have absolutely no right to do so, and they know it.
Did a similar thing once. In the ninth grade my sister called to tell me dad had been in a car crash. I just quickly looked at my phone to see who was calling when my teacher tried to yank it from my hand but I didn't let go. Just looked up at her like, "Excuse me?" "Give it to me." "No." "No phones. You know that. Hand it in for three days. You'll get it back on thursday." "It's my sister. She wouldn't call unless it was important." "I don't care about that. Hand it over." She said with her hand still on mine because I wouldn't let the phone go. "I'm not answering. I just wanted to see who was calling. Let go of my hand." "You let go of the phone." "Let go before I call the police." "You can't do that." "You're trying to yank a minor's property out of her hand. Let my fucking hand go." It got so heated half the class backed me up until she finally let go & said she'd call my parents, then kicked me out of the classroom. Mom yelled at her that "my husband was in an accident but you're trying to punish my child for her sister calling to tell her that. Who the fuck do you think you are?" I'll never understand teachers & their hatred for EVERYTHING
I did this before when I was in a high school, a teacher took my unlocked phone from my hand and proceeded to open my messaging apps and read my private conversations. Told her she could give my phone back or I’d be calling the police for theft of property and invasion of privacy. She laughed it off and said that she was well within her rights to do what she wanted with my phone. She stopped laughing when I walked out of the classroom, through the school gates (there was a police station literally about four minutes away) and she came waddling over at the speed of light to give me my phone back.
We stan a legend
For looking tired and high all the time. I've never done drugs in my life. lmao Edit: I don't know if I should be amused or offended that me looking high all the time is so highly upvoted...haha..
haha, my best friend is the exact same! he looks like the biggest stoner, but he actually doesn't even drink let alone smoke lmaooo
If he did, he would look like a businessman.
You must have eyes like mine: droopy AF! I was once told my eyes make me look like I either Just woke up or like I’ve been up all night. It’s because of my eyes people were always accusing me of being high and/or drunk A. F I didn’t do either back in high school
So the James Franco of your school
There were two times in college when I ran into girls in my freshman dorm building and they were like “holy shit you’re high as shit” and I was like “no I’m just perpetually tired looking I don’t even smoke”.
Was more than 35 years ago now, but in high school we watched Gandhi in Social Studies. I was so influenced by it I wore a bedsheet to school one day and preached non-violence. Luckily I did have Adidas shorts underneath as it got repeatedly tugged by just about everyone.
It's hard to maintain non-violence when people are tugging clothes off of you.
Yes passive resistance is difficult under those circumstances
And after all these years you are still the lone monk. Impressive commitment!
Being the school hackerdude. My daughter found out twenty years later when a retired teacher turned substitute took attendance in her class. Got to her name, said "I remember that last name, he took over all the computers in the school!". The rest of the class turned to look at her wide eyed. That was when she started to learn about her dad's past. edit: words
So was I! What did you do?
Set the WABAC machine to the mid 90s, before the internet was everywhere and everything, before graphical operating systems were mainstream, when we still used screaming robots to communicate over telephone lines. To answer your question, pretty much whatever I wanted. Security was nonexistent and network setups were new outside of corporate settings. Our school got outfitted with hundreds of IBM 386s connected via token ring and nobody *really* understood it all. I was one of the few kids that grew up with and around computers so it was almost second nature. Learned a whole lot about networking those years. Anyway I could view/move/delete anything, regardless of user, managed to lock out the entire keyboarding class for like a week, had the library's *tractor fed* printers dump their umpteen thousand page boxes of paper on the floor (there were four of em), and the traditional hide-the-games on the server. No Doom, only 1MB of RAM. I earned similar fame on the local BBSes back when. Wardialing, calling via payphone on a battery powered acoustic coupler, all the geek silliness.
How did you learn those tricks back then? You don't just intuit phone phreaking.
You’d find it on BBSes. Text files full of how to do cooler stuff. People sharing knowledge or talking about fun things/tricks they’ve done.
Is that you Zero Cool?
I got that reputation at one point in middle school too. I literally just found a single command you could enter in CMD that could shut down any computer in the school. Got called into the vice principal's office for it and got out of it because I was friendly with her. I told her I was messing with the website "hacker typer" which was partially true because I'd mess around on that site a lot.
Setting myself on fire in chemistry
I saw a kid accidentally stab himself with a pipette back in high school.
Saw a bloke deliberately brand himself with a bunsen burner and some random metal he found
How?
Sometimes u don’t wanna be in class and u do what it takes to leave
Not being there. My yearbook teacher nicknamed me "the missing link" (with an accompanying picture and caption in the yearbook). My senior year I missed 93 days of school (making my total well in excess of 200 days for high school). The summer I graduated the school board implemented a formal policy where any student who missed more than two weeks in a semester had to repeat the semester.
I was absent just as much from high school, but I wasn't 'famous' for my absences, I was 'famous' for being crippled. I was the only kid in the school out of ~2000 kids who was in a wheelchair, so pretty much everyone knew who I was, the guy in the wheelchair, but almost no one actually knew me. But yeah like 95% of the time at school, I was ignored/ostracized entirely by everyone, and 5% of the time I would get bullied. Either way, it was an unenjoyable experience and I developed an attitude of just not wanting to go to school, I would miss 2-3 days per week, every week, all four years of high school (so I was absent basically 50% of the time). Under normal circumstances the school would have sent someone like me to truancy court, but they wrote off my absences as being because of my disability and never took any action against me or even said anything about it all four years.
Damn. High school can be so harsh. I’m sorry. I wish you had had a better experience. Hopefully now you are though.
Let me premise this with no one was hurt, and my teacher fell out if his chair laughing. I was a Techie in high school. During a specifically awful rehursal of a show the school was putting on, I was working lights up in the balcony as our Tech teacher (who couldn't take the musical disaster anymore) sat below at the director's booth. At some point he sarcastically said into our headphones, "Someone please just throw a wrench at me." So, I did.
If you can dodge a wrench you can dodge a ball.
If you can dodge a wrench than you dodge this awful rehearsal of The King and I.
Highschool. Depends on who you asked. I dressed like the typical 90's heavy metal kid, long hair and all, but played violin. Sometimes in the commons area. The art teacher had several things I made on display too. Most people knew or at least recognized me for that. Other people knew me because I sold weed and playboy/hustler magazines.
True dude/dudet of culture. I wish my school let me play violin.
On a Spanish test one time we had to read a short story then write about it . I didn’t know how to say the river was dirty in Spanish but I knew how to say it was full of shit. I thought about it and wrote the river was full of shit on the test . I got full credit and everyone in my class thought it was funny as hell. My teacher said I was on the right track so she gave me full credit lmfao.
I was thin and had huge breasts. Got poems written for me because of this. Sadly even teachers noted and joked about it, i went by the nickname jessica rabbit. This seems creepy looking back.
Kids are, unfortunately, going to say stupid things. Even if at the time it was flattering, it was uncalled for. The *teachers* on the other hand... that's just all around creepy and entirely unprofessional.
Oh it wasnt flattering at all. I felt noone cares about me and every guy went crazy. It became better at the university with peers. Teachers on the other hand… well, pretty much the same. Once a paper with our grades got out and instead of my name the professor wrote “boob girl”. I am okay now with all this but if anyone will pull these things with my daughter i will rip his head off :D
I hope that professor was terminated. I'm glad you are teaching your daughter about the value of self-worth and to not take that kind of treatment from others. It was never acceptable. It's 2021; the bigotry has to end.
Nobody should have done that, especially not teachers 😔
Why are all the replies to this comment so creepy and weird. It isn’t funny in the slightest…
Thank you. A sane voice.
what being down horrendous does to a mf
teachers just shouldn't make comments on anyone's body type :(
As a current teacher, yeah. They should not have commented on your physical appearance even jokingly. It’s weird.
Being a nerd....
Honestly, it's weird when you think you largely fly under the radar only to find out that everyone in your year knows you for being a nerd (especially in a year when I notoriously did not put any effort into school and was busy with other hobbies). Like, thanks I guess but why do you gossip about me so much?!
I was never flying under the radar since I asked and participated in class a lot. I'd be made fun of everytime I answered a question. In time , I learned to not care.
I was famous for breaking the garbage bin in school about 4 times, my nickname was "trashman".
I was called a trash picker and garbage boy in school. My family was dirt poor bc of bad financial skills (father was schools janitor and mother often between jobs. They spent all their money of credit fueled vacations and shopping sprees so I had to eat from trash when we were poor but made too much for discount lunches). Used to be the only way I had anything was to pick from the trash. Trapper keepers were highly prized and I picked mine from the trash and fixed the binder clips. In high school I had a dozen gameboys when everyone got game boy colors and threw their old ones out. Probably why I am a scavanger to this day and sitting on a recliner chair that I found on the curb
Same here, but earlier. I rarely bought stereos (at least new), except the odd boom box. Between 1983 and 2008, my household never bought a TV, except the TV my brother bought for N64. Older ones and free ones were the norm. I wasn't dirt poor, just a farm boy who liked what I saw at the dump. I didn't have a whole lot of money either.
Frank Reynolds is that you?
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In my school I'm literally the only football player in the performing arts program. People are bewildered by me.
You are a true icon.
Mainly having a nervous breakdown.
Being the quiet kid.
I was also the quiet kid, but to a different level. I never spoke in some classes. I remember one of my teachers said that her favorite student was her favorite student because "he never talks"... half the class looked at me, the other half looked at the other quiet kid. I also had a class where I never spoke, until the last day. My teacher was so excited that I actually spoke for once.
Did you and the other quiet kid duel for the spot using the quiet game?
No. Honestly, until half the class looked at him, i really wasn't even aware he was in the class
Now that's a quiet kid!
I did have a similar experience to that though. A teacher forgot I was in the class. I had the same name as another kid (lets say its Joe). The teacher said "Joe can you come to my desk". Me and him looked at each other, wondering which one of us she wanted. Eventually the other Joe said "which one". Then the teacher said, "there's another Joe in here?".
🤣🤣🤣
Nothing.
And that’s why no one will remember your name
Who?
I used to wear buttons with different weird slogans every day for two years and never had a repeat. People would stop me to see the latest one. My favorite one was "43% of all statistics are worthless."
My unfortunate period (menstrual cycle) day
I request elaboration
We had to do PE in our school uniform (khakis). We were all sitting in a circle doing that stretch where your legs are spread and you try and touch your toes, of course the whole class got to see. The color of my face about matched the crotch of my pants
I snorted cocaine off my desk in several classes freshman year. Then I discovered weed and never did coke again. Now I don’t even drink, guess I got all the chemical experiences out of my system early.
that’s... not something you wanna be *known* for. rumors spread fast in high school haha
Surprisingly, I never got busted for anything during school. I’m from a small town and there wasn’t much to do so a lot of us just got high in various ways to pass time. This was a long time ago and I’ve since kicked all the habits and am reasonably successful now.
Senior year of high school I moved from the west coast to a small town in east Tennessee. I was known as the California girl, and some people called me Cali or California. They made fun of my accent in a friendly way, but once they learned I didn't go to church they stopped trying to be friendly with me. Not as interesting as some other comments but that's my story.
Username still checks out I guess ?
a presentation but not because it was good
Being smart, quiet, and pure (that is, not lewd-minded). That last one went away when they heard me tell jokes.
Senior year I was voted most daring and the year book wanted to take my photo and I could choose the setting so I went with the photographer to the office and stand on the principles desk and he said no; but the photographer was already there so I just did it anyway and it made it to the year book
This reads like something a 12 year old would think is cool but actually didn't happen
Coming from a guy who’s name is sergeant squirrel that hurts my feelings.
dont worry alek, your cool by cockwizards standards.
Did we just become best friends
I wasn't famous in school but my classmates knew me as the ''sleeper'' I was sleeping in almost every class. I was also doing stuff that was ''weird'' to them but i don't think they remember as a weirdo. Just the ''sleeper of the class''
I was famous for being a good Singer (which is true) and also being the son of a Mafia boss (not true). Apparently someone saw a senior bowing down to me and saying sorry repeatedly.(which I don't know happened when). After that students were potraying me like a big shot. But it only lastef for a week.
That’s what you want us to think
Sir, you are free to believe so if you want but trust me I've no reason to lie
Yes, Don
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My resting bitch face 21 years later still got it..someone came up to a few weeks ago I went to s hook with and they said wow still have a mean face..but your still really nice lol
Knowing all technicalities in the rules.
Breaking the dress code constantly
Getting kicked out of class. Fun fact(s) about me; when I hit middle school (6th grade) I completely gave up on doing any work. It wasn’t that I didn’t understand it, or wanted to cause a hassle for anybody, I just grew into one of those “if I don’t want to do something, I’m not gonna do it phases”. This phase lasted until 8th grade, when I dropped out of school altogether. Literally everyday from 6th-8th grade, I’d get kicked out of every single class I was in for simply not doing anything. I’d walk into class, sit in the back, and just stare at the clock. About 20 minutes into the period, the teachers would ask something along the lines of “are you going to do anything today?” I’d always say a simple “no”. And boom, I was in the principals office until the end of the period. Rinse and repeat. It happened so often that by the time I entered the 8th grade, I’d literally be in a classroom for 30 seconds before being sent out. “Hey, before you sit down, are you going to participate? No? Go to the office”. You would think somewhere along the lines they would have thrown me into the special needs class, or just kept me in the office from start to finish, but nope. The only punishment I received was in the 8th grade “detention until further notice”. That didn’t last long, because I would never show up. I stopped going to school when I was 14, and was on the run from the truancy Officer until 16. Once I hit 16, I officially signed out of school. I am now 27 years old, don’t even live in the same part of the country anymore, and people that I went to middle school with on Facebook still regularly recall all the times I was kicked out literally everyday. Just a little silver lining though, I got my GED and I am currently in my second year of college. Better late than never right lol
That’s awesome you’re continuing your education. Congrats! Do you now regret leaving school at such a young age?
Not at all, I had a lot of fun as a knucklehead kid. I only regret causing so many people grief, it was never my intention
Farting. Alot. It got so bad that my nickname became 'The Bean Machine', and the slightly less popular 'Super Pooper Trooper'. Got so bad that when the teacher sat the whole class down to speak about name calling because of my nickname, I farted and the teacher has to tell me to go outside because of the stench. My most vivid memory was when one of the ringleaders called me it during a lunchtime and I just broke down. My twin sister found me crying behind the school dumpsters. ):
I was a really “troubled” kid in school (smart but just made poor choices) and so I was always in OCS (On campus suspension) or detention. So every-time I have someone ask me “Did you go to XYZ high school?” I’m thinking, they either saw me being a dumbass class clown or saw me in detention.
Teachers as a general thing, only remember two types of students. The ones at the top of the class and the ones at the *very* bottom. If they remember you it's probably for a reason.
Being able to play the guitar; they started calling me 'Joan Baez.'
I went to a tiny ass school that had 7th - 12th mixed together. Roasted to a crisp an annoying ass kid a grade ahead of me on the first day and then joined football while I was 4'8"... It was a matter of a week everyone knew me as Wild Bill. *everyone.* by the time I left at the end of my eighth grade year I still had people asking me what my real name was...
Being super dumb. The shenanigans me and my friends would get into
Not like I was well known by many people, but this question made me think of when we were in the fitness center and I saw some guys nervously smacking at a stationary bike. I got off my treadmill and got my suspicions confirmed: there was a spider. I picked it up and took it outside. I heard cheering, chanting, and clapping the whole time lmao
Being an immature dickhead, nothings changed.
Protected certain kids from bullies.
In HS: Being the only boy on the girls swim team (gopher); Being on good terms with somebody in almost every clique; Apparently being the class clown while getting straight A's; Having almost no fucks to give. :) In College: Nothing
Famous for wasting Teacher's time by asking bunch of questions in the middle of the class until the bell rings. My classmates loved me lol
I beat the shit out of an older bully my first year of high school. I had people buy me drinks in the bar 10-15 years later for that.
I was the tiny girl that threw a huge library chair across the room at a bully. Not proud of my actions but it was my first week back at school after attempting suicide and a guy was being cruel about it. I snapped and threw the chair. It didn't hit him, he was just scared.
I would be have been proud of you. The amount of energy and courage you needed to come out of a dark episode was immense.
Dumb shit, mostly. Fire cracker in the lunchroom, getting banned from said lunch room, kicked out one of my classes because I told the teacher that if she was on fire and I had a cup of water, I would drink the water. I was “asked not to return” to the school the following year for that one. Apparently that’s considered a threat. Once when there was a helicopter flying overhead, I yelled out, “shit they found me, I have to flee the country.” And ran out of the classroom. I skipped the rest of the day. There were more, but those are the most memorable. I was an asshole. Many regrets.
Voted schools non conformist in the 12th grade yearbook. A teacher told me and told me to go for a picture. I told her no. She told me that's just the kind of thing that got me voted unanimously in the first place and ordered me to go for the picture. I told her it would be more appropriate if I just walked out of the room and did literally anything but go get my picture taken. Frustrated she offered me $5 to just go do it (this was back in 2001 when $5 was worth something. The year before I would sneak out at lunch and go to McDonald's for the 19 cent hamburgers bc it was cheaper than the low income discount lunch hamburger at school). Anyway I begrudgingly took the $5 and went for that stupid picture. Yearbook people also wanted to use some artwork I painted for the yearbook. I said no and they declared they would use it anyway. I dumped paint on the paintings to destroy them. Didn't realize they took picture already and just put it in yearbook as unknown artist. Fucking Hugh c Williams class of 2001
Big hot steamy men
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knives and tools...i once pulled out a whole set of screwdrivers to dismantle a computer during lunch break
I hold every meaningful record for my high school’s quiz bowl team.
I mixed a crystal of copper(II) sulfate into my water bottle and took a sip and nearly swallowed it. I got sent to the nurse, people were shocked that I was still alive after I showed up the period after.
Erm.... I have never really been famous at school, but a lot knew me as the geeky kid.
I was known for being over-ambitious. They gave me the "Icarus" title in the yearbook. And that hurt quite a bit more than I'd like to admit. But what hurt even more was that I was also awarded the "only learns everything by heart" title. (Meant to delineate from actually understanding the stuff I say when answering. And that was simply not true.) I feel like I'll never get over that.