General Malaise
Footballguy
Funny how memories are conjured up. I recently ditched contact lenses and have been wearing glasses full time. But I can't read up close with them, so on/off/on/off they go as I toggle between activities. I need bifocals but I digress. That simple act of taking them off reminded me of the following:
7th grade and I'm in Mrs. Newman's math class. She was a real ballbuster and between trying to teach a room full of hormone infested adolescents and keeping the peace, she would lose her temper and get angry. When she did, she would always remove her glasses first. So, being the bold bromigo that I am, I raised my hand. After she was done yelling at us she paused, looked at me and said "Yes, GM?".
"Mrs. Newman, why do you always remove your glasses when you get angry?". *BOOM* Outta here. One way ticket to the Vice Principal's office. Not my first, nor my last visit there over my years. I was a bit of a class clown and enjoyed getting under certain teacher's skin. I got sent once for wearing a tie with a lady in a bikini on the flip side for 8th grade graduation day (or whatever) thanks to one of my buddies ratting me out. I got sent for coughing - COUGHING - by Mr. Smith, who sent me numerous times for various infractions. I got busted in 8th grade for leaving at lunch to get a sub sandwich an the delicious NY Subway, which was a short walk from the middle school. When I returned, the Vice Principal was on the freaking roof with a camera. He said "GM, SMILE! You're on candid camera" and told me to meet him in the office. I got paddled for that one.
I grew out of it in HS, mostly, but got into an argument with Mrs. Warburten in 12th grade and neither one of us were backing down. It got heated and she finally sent me off.
Anyhow, how many John Benders we got up in here?
7th grade and I'm in Mrs. Newman's math class. She was a real ballbuster and between trying to teach a room full of hormone infested adolescents and keeping the peace, she would lose her temper and get angry. When she did, she would always remove her glasses first. So, being the bold bromigo that I am, I raised my hand. After she was done yelling at us she paused, looked at me and said "Yes, GM?".
"Mrs. Newman, why do you always remove your glasses when you get angry?". *BOOM* Outta here. One way ticket to the Vice Principal's office. Not my first, nor my last visit there over my years. I was a bit of a class clown and enjoyed getting under certain teacher's skin. I got sent once for wearing a tie with a lady in a bikini on the flip side for 8th grade graduation day (or whatever) thanks to one of my buddies ratting me out. I got sent for coughing - COUGHING - by Mr. Smith, who sent me numerous times for various infractions. I got busted in 8th grade for leaving at lunch to get a sub sandwich an the delicious NY Subway, which was a short walk from the middle school. When I returned, the Vice Principal was on the freaking roof with a camera. He said "GM, SMILE! You're on candid camera" and told me to meet him in the office. I got paddled for that one.
I grew out of it in HS, mostly, but got into an argument with Mrs. Warburten in 12th grade and neither one of us were backing down. It got heated and she finally sent me off.
Anyhow, how many John Benders we got up in here?
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