Mr. Ed
Be what you is not what you what you ain’t
- Location
- Central NY
I lived in a small Georgia town 4th grade to 8th grade. Then I moved to a much larger town or city starting 9th grade freshman year. The high school was a huge nightmare of an ordeal where not knowing the right group of people automatically made you an undesirable or in my case invisible.
Naturally having no ties with the cool kids, I opted to join an elite scholarly group of students who were often found lounging on the side cement steps smoking something or another. I don't think I was wannabe but someday I would be a cool kid.
I moved again before my Junior year. I had to get special permission to attend the high school where most of the kids my age attended the church where my dad took over pastoring. The new high school was much smaller and comfortable than my previous high school. On my first day the school newspaper was raising money by hosting The Ugliest Man on Campus beauty Padgett where contestants begged, borrowed or pay a penny a vote, contestants turning in the most money got the most votes.
The victory was bitter sweet, the final day of the count I put in $20 because I wanted to be popular and of course won the contest. I didn't need to put money in to win the contest because I worked hard asking students and everybody to give money toward the cause. But I ruined it for myself by behaving unethically.
My Junior and Senior years were good. It was a small country high school where all the students knew each other. I was in a work release program called DECA while working part time at a grocery chain, and later went to work loading UPS trailers. I had a car when I worked at UPS and because I drove, I met a coworker who introduced me to Atlanta night life, bars and concerts.
High school, go figure?
Through DECA I flew out to Los Angeles for national convention. Traveled and visited various businesses throughout Georgia. Got kicked out of DECA for partying. Used to have wild parties when parents were away. Great neighbors! never called the police. Never arrested, thankfully. Law abiding citizen today. Too old for shenanigans.
Naturally having no ties with the cool kids, I opted to join an elite scholarly group of students who were often found lounging on the side cement steps smoking something or another. I don't think I was wannabe but someday I would be a cool kid.
I moved again before my Junior year. I had to get special permission to attend the high school where most of the kids my age attended the church where my dad took over pastoring. The new high school was much smaller and comfortable than my previous high school. On my first day the school newspaper was raising money by hosting The Ugliest Man on Campus beauty Padgett where contestants begged, borrowed or pay a penny a vote, contestants turning in the most money got the most votes.
The victory was bitter sweet, the final day of the count I put in $20 because I wanted to be popular and of course won the contest. I didn't need to put money in to win the contest because I worked hard asking students and everybody to give money toward the cause. But I ruined it for myself by behaving unethically.
My Junior and Senior years were good. It was a small country high school where all the students knew each other. I was in a work release program called DECA while working part time at a grocery chain, and later went to work loading UPS trailers. I had a car when I worked at UPS and because I drove, I met a coworker who introduced me to Atlanta night life, bars and concerts.
High school, go figure?
Through DECA I flew out to Los Angeles for national convention. Traveled and visited various businesses throughout Georgia. Got kicked out of DECA for partying. Used to have wild parties when parents were away. Great neighbors! never called the police. Never arrested, thankfully. Law abiding citizen today. Too old for shenanigans.
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, otherwise I was ignored, too lowly to be noticed.
