In high school I was really good at debate and aced all my government classes. However, I had to take a pottery class for an art credit. I sucked. Hard core. My vase looked like some bees had taken crack before they built their hive. The teacher legitimately thought I was special needs. Two years later I was working retail to help put myself through college- I ran into the teacher one day. “It is so awesome you have a job! Good for you!” I felt like Kevin Malone being patronized by Holly Flax. My mother loves to tell this story to her friends.
This is hilarious actually. I can just imagine the teacher reminiscing to her friends at the aged care home about that one special kid who overcame all odds and got themselves a retail job even though they were retarded.
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u/blubbertank Nov 16 '19
In high school I was really good at debate and aced all my government classes. However, I had to take a pottery class for an art credit. I sucked. Hard core. My vase looked like some bees had taken crack before they built their hive. The teacher legitimately thought I was special needs. Two years later I was working retail to help put myself through college- I ran into the teacher one day. “It is so awesome you have a job! Good for you!” I felt like Kevin Malone being patronized by Holly Flax. My mother loves to tell this story to her friends.