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<blockquote data-quote="susiestar" data-source="post: 709892" data-attributes="member: 1233"><p>Um, Lil, I was still in high school. In my high school you could take college classes at the local university. I only needed an english credit and a history credit to graduate, so I took college classes on the school district's dime. My mom was a prof and I grew up as a professor's brat, so I knew this guy would be roasted in oil for what he had done. I went everywhere with a camera at that time. I had blackmail pictures of ALL of the stuck up witches and the bullies at my school. None of my teachers could ever figure out why they never ever messed with me or my friends. It was because my daddy taught me to get even. First. I knew who got up to what, where and when. No one ever noticed me or my camera - they made jokes about how no one noticed me. So I took pictures when they didn't notice me. If they tried to mess with me, they got one warning, one. </p><p></p><p>Then Mommy and Daddy got photos, along with whatever group would mess up their futures the worst - their church group seeing them smoking and sleeping with two boys at one time or photos of them shoplifting sent to the local cops and the Rotary Club that was giving them a scholarship, you get the idea. And yes, I did those things to people. Some of those people don't even realize that I am the one who did that to them, they just know that someone sent photos of their misdeeds after I warned them. But I did get left alone. I did get credit for enough from enough people that even at my fifteenth reunion I had the rep as the One You Just Didn't Mess With. I heard about it from someone else as I don't do reunions. I live in this town, I don't need them.</p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="susiestar, post: 709892, member: 1233"] Um, Lil, I was still in high school. In my high school you could take college classes at the local university. I only needed an english credit and a history credit to graduate, so I took college classes on the school district's dime. My mom was a prof and I grew up as a professor's brat, so I knew this guy would be roasted in oil for what he had done. I went everywhere with a camera at that time. I had blackmail pictures of ALL of the stuck up witches and the bullies at my school. None of my teachers could ever figure out why they never ever messed with me or my friends. It was because my daddy taught me to get even. First. I knew who got up to what, where and when. No one ever noticed me or my camera - they made jokes about how no one noticed me. So I took pictures when they didn't notice me. If they tried to mess with me, they got one warning, one. Then Mommy and Daddy got photos, along with whatever group would mess up their futures the worst - their church group seeing them smoking and sleeping with two boys at one time or photos of them shoplifting sent to the local cops and the Rotary Club that was giving them a scholarship, you get the idea. And yes, I did those things to people. Some of those people don't even realize that I am the one who did that to them, they just know that someone sent photos of their misdeeds after I warned them. But I did get left alone. I did get credit for enough from enough people that even at my fifteenth reunion I had the rep as the One You Just Didn't Mess With. I heard about it from someone else as I don't do reunions. I live in this town, I don't need them. [/QUOTE]
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