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I'm gonna tell you a little story.
When I was in 5th grade, a fellow peer of mine liked to tease people smaller and weaker than her. On one particular event out on the play ground she dared to tease one of my really close friends. Every swear word that a fifth grade mind can muster came out of her filthy mouth and entered into my friends ear. She was crying. I was not going to let this stand. I boldly walked up to her and gave her her own taste of medicine. "Hey asshole, stop teasing my friend." Well, she turned to me and said "I'm telling Mrs. Johnson that you called me that." Mrs. Johnson was a twisted old woman that expected perfection of everything from her students. And a lot of sucking up. Something that I refused to do. I was not on her good list. The loud mouthed girl kept true to her word and I suddenly became the one with the dirty mouth. And she continued with her teasing games.
My life is full of irony.
I don't know what triggered this memory.
When I was in 5th grade, a fellow peer of mine liked to tease people smaller and weaker than her. On one particular event out on the play ground she dared to tease one of my really close friends. Every swear word that a fifth grade mind can muster came out of her filthy mouth and entered into my friends ear. She was crying. I was not going to let this stand. I boldly walked up to her and gave her her own taste of medicine. "Hey asshole, stop teasing my friend." Well, she turned to me and said "I'm telling Mrs. Johnson that you called me that." Mrs. Johnson was a twisted old woman that expected perfection of everything from her students. And a lot of sucking up. Something that I refused to do. I was not on her good list. The loud mouthed girl kept true to her word and I suddenly became the one with the dirty mouth. And she continued with her teasing games.
My life is full of irony.
I don't know what triggered this memory.