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The other day, in the 90 degree heat, I played a 3-hr tennis match with Annie, making it the most exercise I've had in eons. I wasn't hurting too bad from it yesterday but today I'm rediculously sore and barely able to walk normally. It was worth the fun though, and at least I managed a come-from-behind victory.
I substituted at the high school again today. As usual, I was bored out of my mind. However, I will admit that some of the conversations I have with the students can make for good entertainment. Here's one from today:
Student A: Long day today?
Me: No, I just haven't gotten much sleep lately.
Student B: You look like you're high.
Student C: I think he kind of looks like the guy from that Gladiator movie. You know, whatsisname, Russell Crowe. But with shorter hair and no beard.
Student A: Yea, he sorta does. Mr. Substitute, pretend like you're holding a spear.
Me: [pretending to hold a spear, several students laugh]
Student C: What's your name, Mister...
Me: Mr. McCabe.
Student C: Mac-Cabe?
Me: Yea. McCabe.
Student C: You're madd young aren't you?
Me: Well, I'm 21.
Student C: That's cool, do you have a girlfriend?
Me: Not a girlfriend. I don't know what you'd call her.
Student B: Ohhh a booty call?
Me: Not exactly, but for lack of a better term.
Student C: That's hot. What do you do with her?
Me: What do you think I do with her?
Student C: Do you bang her? What kind of sex positions so you do?
Me: What kind of sick, twisted person are you?
Student C: Common, I have a sick and twisted mind, I want to know.
Me: Forget about it.
Student C: Is she hot? what does she look like? Is she white?
Me: Yea, she's white and blonde haired and kinda short.
Student C: Does she have big boobs? Or a big ass, like us Cape Verdean girls?
(and various other questions about Laura)
Student B: What do you like better, big boobs or big asses?
Me: It depends how big, in what proportion, and stuff like that.
Student B: But if someone came up to you and told you you could either have a girl with a big butt or a girl with big titties, what would you pick?
Me: I dunno. I already told you, it depends.
Student C: What kind of music do you like Mr. Mac-Cabe?
Me: Well, I like a lot of stuff, like classic rock and other more modern music, but I also like Classical music since I'm a pianist.
Student B: Oh you play piano? Are you better than Alicia Keys? She's got nothin on you, right?
Me: Yes. I am far better than Alicia Keys.
Student C: Can I have your first CD if you become famous?
Me: Yea, sure.
Student B: If you're a musician, then what are you doing here subbing?
Me: Just making money.
Student B: Do you like it?
Me: No, not really.
Student B: Do you like kids?
Me: I wouldn't say so.
Student B: Do you have any kids?
Me: No. Or, none that I know of (in a joking tone).
Student B: What side of Brockton are you from?
Me: The West Side.
Student C: I'm from South Side (flashes South Side hand signal). West side sucks.
Me: That's nice.
Student B: Aren't there rich people on the West Side?
Me: Yea, but I'm not one of them. Otherwise I wouldn't be doing this shit. (flicks a Chinese football)
Student C: You're bored, aren't you?
Me: Yep. And tired.
Student C: (jokingly) Dont hit me with one of those things or I'll beat you.
I substituted at the high school again today. As usual, I was bored out of my mind. However, I will admit that some of the conversations I have with the students can make for good entertainment. Here's one from today:
Student A: Long day today?
Me: No, I just haven't gotten much sleep lately.
Student B: You look like you're high.
Student C: I think he kind of looks like the guy from that Gladiator movie. You know, whatsisname, Russell Crowe. But with shorter hair and no beard.
Student A: Yea, he sorta does. Mr. Substitute, pretend like you're holding a spear.
Me: [pretending to hold a spear, several students laugh]
Student C: What's your name, Mister...
Me: Mr. McCabe.
Student C: Mac-Cabe?
Me: Yea. McCabe.
Student C: You're madd young aren't you?
Me: Well, I'm 21.
Student C: That's cool, do you have a girlfriend?
Me: Not a girlfriend. I don't know what you'd call her.
Student B: Ohhh a booty call?
Me: Not exactly, but for lack of a better term.
Student C: That's hot. What do you do with her?
Me: What do you think I do with her?
Student C: Do you bang her? What kind of sex positions so you do?
Me: What kind of sick, twisted person are you?
Student C: Common, I have a sick and twisted mind, I want to know.
Me: Forget about it.
Student C: Is she hot? what does she look like? Is she white?
Me: Yea, she's white and blonde haired and kinda short.
Student C: Does she have big boobs? Or a big ass, like us Cape Verdean girls?
(and various other questions about Laura)
Student B: What do you like better, big boobs or big asses?
Me: It depends how big, in what proportion, and stuff like that.
Student B: But if someone came up to you and told you you could either have a girl with a big butt or a girl with big titties, what would you pick?
Me: I dunno. I already told you, it depends.
Student C: What kind of music do you like Mr. Mac-Cabe?
Me: Well, I like a lot of stuff, like classic rock and other more modern music, but I also like Classical music since I'm a pianist.
Student B: Oh you play piano? Are you better than Alicia Keys? She's got nothin on you, right?
Me: Yes. I am far better than Alicia Keys.
Student C: Can I have your first CD if you become famous?
Me: Yea, sure.
Student B: If you're a musician, then what are you doing here subbing?
Me: Just making money.
Student B: Do you like it?
Me: No, not really.
Student B: Do you like kids?
Me: I wouldn't say so.
Student B: Do you have any kids?
Me: No. Or, none that I know of (in a joking tone).
Student B: What side of Brockton are you from?
Me: The West Side.
Student C: I'm from South Side (flashes South Side hand signal). West side sucks.
Me: That's nice.
Student B: Aren't there rich people on the West Side?
Me: Yea, but I'm not one of them. Otherwise I wouldn't be doing this shit. (flicks a Chinese football)
Student C: You're bored, aren't you?
Me: Yep. And tired.
Student C: (jokingly) Dont hit me with one of those things or I'll beat you.