Gunner Asch wrote:

On Tue, 15 Jun 2010 13:28:31 -0400, "Michael A. Terrell"
wrote:


I had one of the 'Alpha males' try to attack me with a wood mallet in
wood shop. I took it away from him. He tried to take it back but he
ended up with a 'very' sore wrist. Then he tried to punch me. I
blocked his swing, and cut his face with my class ring. Someone had
told the idiot that 'Nerds' were easy prey. ;-)

All I wanted to do was finsh my project. I only took HS wood shop,
because I had already taken every other shop class availible.

I had a similar problem. I literally nailed the assholes hand to the
bench and told him Id hunt him down and kill him if he told the teacher
who had done it.

I was very much a nerd..but one with an attitude. And an uncle who
taught me to fight. It was a very painful summer. But it helped.


I didn't like to fight, because I couldn't control my temper. I
wanted to kill when I got mad enough to fight, and I didn't want to kill
some loser just because they were stupid.

I had one moron steal something of mine, then brag that I couldn't
get it back. I knocked him into a Honey Locust tree. Then I reached in
through the sharp thorns and retrieved my property. The moron had
trouble sitting at school for weeks, while all the thorn holes in his
ass healed.

I had another wanabee bragging about how brave he was as he played
with the Tesla coil we built in our electronics shop. It was sitting on
a wood topped bench and he was pulling feeble little lavender arcs from
the side of the coil while bragging about how brave he was. Then, I
touched the ground wire (On the end of a six foot wood pole) to a full
4' * 10' sheet of steel that was laying on the bare concrete floor by
the bench. A 1/4" blue arc hit his middle finger. He hit a note that
only dogs could hear, then he danced all over the shop for about 15
minutes while alternating between cursing and screaming like a little
girl.

He'd threatened me a couple times and he knew who did it, but he knew
better than to try to get even. I didn't care that he was on the
football team, or that they would lose a few games if he got in my way.
He knew that I knew where he lived. It was only 50 feet from my house,
on the other side of our family's double driveway.


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