Kids we picked on in high school

Its funny when you grow up and get out in the Real World and start to realize what a complete and total dick you were in high school. Well, at least I was. I think there were a few people who made it four ish years without tormenting some other poor soul but these were few and far between – there's always the random 'nice' popular kid, who doesn't fuck with anyone but is good looking/rich/tough enough where he/she doesn't get fucked with. Otherwise, the shit pretty much flows downhill and I spent four years at the bottom of the trash heap of the High School popularity hierarchy searching desperately for a milk crate to stand on, thus allowing the shit to trickle downward to some unlucky sap.

But I digress.

I was at work yesterday, CorpComm we'll say, when I overheard the new guy in my department talking about how his Ebay account got hacked and someone from China (???) sold a bunch of stuff through his account, like Thomas the Steam Engine books and shit, but actually delivered all the goods and wound up HELPING his seller rating.

As he's saying this, I have a mental image of Perch drunk off whiskey, firing a gun in the corner, laughing hysterically while selling ridiculous stuff through dude's ebay account.

Back story: A few weeks ago, I noticed a flier in my co-workers cube for new kid's band (you know you're getting old when you refer to those in their early twenties as 'kid'), playing a gig in my sorta hometown. I asked the new kid where he went, and he said (my high school.) Pound it and I asked him when he graduated. Asked him about family and I realized his older brother had been mercilessly tortured by a few of my younger friends. Actually, I thought my friends may have ruined his life, and I definitely encouraged this kind of behavior, especially since we were the (High School) Skate Mafia and he was a poseur.

I called Perch a few nights later and asked him if he knew dude's younger brother, the one I work with, and he laughed and told me a few instances of torment, the best (worst) of which involved throwing a shovelful of gnarly dirty snow in this kid's face. Damn, man.

I guess it's nice to see that as hard as we tried to ruin people's lives back then it didn't always work out.