An old man's memories of school

Recalling how my high school classmates who clearly resented my easy going through school, me sitting in front of the class and clearly not struggling, about me later becoming a college dropout, and my subsequent hard struggle in grunt jobs I had to beg to do, was my career. They put thumbtacks on my seat, for example, clearly waiting until I stopped checking to see if a tack was there, before putting another thumbtack for me to painfully sit and jump up hurt. Over and over again. But I sat in front of the class because I could not see well, and also the other students busyness was distracting to me, interfering with my understanding of what teacher was teaching. And generally I was unaware of the other classmates; instead of bragging in front of them, as they apparently thought I was doing. I desperately wanted a girlfriend but did not know how to get one; meanwhile, the cutest gals in class began to show up clearly pregnant, so the other guys were not having my problem, obviously. Life for me is not much different now. Hope they enjoy this blog post; I suspect that lots of folks are maybe not so plush anymore, it is not just me slogging in the trenches.