Flashback to the hill
I was sitting in my car. It was earlier than I intended to get there. I was watching the kids walk around. I didn't feel that much older than them, but a lot of time had passed since I was at this school. The dome was no longer the green petina of oxidized copper with the name, "Bruce" sprayed onto it as it had been when last I left this place.
I was there to speak to students of my old highschool. Computer AP students. Nerds. Geeks. Me. It was like looking in a time machine mirror, but honestly I'm way ahead of myself. I had just left MSFT for my 3 year retirement. I was burned out of it, but still I wanted to do this. I had contacted the school and setup the day. I was flushed with a major rush of memories. Melissa Sarley came to mind quickly. As an aside I'm sure that the love I felt for her was real because I still remember her and how she was. I can't recall even the name of any other girl I had a crush on so it stands to reason. That's not what this is about, but that's a flash back all in and of itself.
I sat and reminded myself, "When you left here, JR you were an arrogant 18 year old and you thought the staff here mostly had their heads up their asses." I kept trying to drum up all the respect I could for the faculty and staff. I was set to go in with an open mind and an open attitude. Not to mention a bit less hair than when I left.
I walked in. They had changed a lot of stuff and yet it still smelled the same. It was overwealming. Amazing. I could remember the senior prank we did which was to release hundreds of golf balls into the main hall one day. I remember the time I lost my wallet and the damn secretary upon returning it had confiscated my condom. My single condom in my wallet. You know the one.
I went and did my talk. It was really fun. I had someone volunteer and I just interviewed them as if they were going to be an intern in the industry. They guy did a great job. Good thing as my talk might not have gone so well if he had just flubbed it.
After, I went down to the office and interacted with some of the staff as I tried to run into some of my old teachers. They were less than helpful and they seemed to have an overinflated sense of importance. It creeped over my slightly... slowly as I talked to them. I wondered when Dr. Lerch would be free for a chat and I was told that I should not, "Darken his door." If he is busy as he doesn't take kindly to it. This was the man who took me to DC and to Chicago. The people in the office suggested I leave. Gently but it was there. So then it hit me in a rush.
I wasn't so stupid when I was 18. These people did in fact have their heads up their asses... I laughed out loud as I wandered out again.
Walnut Hills Highschool, Cincinnati, Ohio Class of 1987... um rules? ya.
I was there to speak to students of my old highschool. Computer AP students. Nerds. Geeks. Me. It was like looking in a time machine mirror, but honestly I'm way ahead of myself. I had just left MSFT for my 3 year retirement. I was burned out of it, but still I wanted to do this. I had contacted the school and setup the day. I was flushed with a major rush of memories. Melissa Sarley came to mind quickly. As an aside I'm sure that the love I felt for her was real because I still remember her and how she was. I can't recall even the name of any other girl I had a crush on so it stands to reason. That's not what this is about, but that's a flash back all in and of itself.
I sat and reminded myself, "When you left here, JR you were an arrogant 18 year old and you thought the staff here mostly had their heads up their asses." I kept trying to drum up all the respect I could for the faculty and staff. I was set to go in with an open mind and an open attitude. Not to mention a bit less hair than when I left.
I walked in. They had changed a lot of stuff and yet it still smelled the same. It was overwealming. Amazing. I could remember the senior prank we did which was to release hundreds of golf balls into the main hall one day. I remember the time I lost my wallet and the damn secretary upon returning it had confiscated my condom. My single condom in my wallet. You know the one.
I went and did my talk. It was really fun. I had someone volunteer and I just interviewed them as if they were going to be an intern in the industry. They guy did a great job. Good thing as my talk might not have gone so well if he had just flubbed it.
After, I went down to the office and interacted with some of the staff as I tried to run into some of my old teachers. They were less than helpful and they seemed to have an overinflated sense of importance. It creeped over my slightly... slowly as I talked to them. I wondered when Dr. Lerch would be free for a chat and I was told that I should not, "Darken his door." If he is busy as he doesn't take kindly to it. This was the man who took me to DC and to Chicago. The people in the office suggested I leave. Gently but it was there. So then it hit me in a rush.
I wasn't so stupid when I was 18. These people did in fact have their heads up their asses... I laughed out loud as I wandered out again.
Walnut Hills Highschool, Cincinnati, Ohio Class of 1987... um rules? ya.
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