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Steve was the vice-principal in my old highschool back in Toronto. Ya, shame on me, I used to be a Torontonian. But it isn't as bad as it sounds - I lived in the Beaches. That's the neighborhood in the east end of town that borders Lake Ontario. Toronto didn't have driveby shootings back then. Hell, I used to walk my dog at all hours of the day and night and I never had to worry about priests trying to feel me up, winos trying to steal my loose change, or prostitutes ask me if I wanted a good time.
So why this post about Steve?
I'll be honest. I was a terrible student. I used to invent books whenever it came time to write a book report. The teachers never clued in to me - I was a real rascal when I went into my deceptive mode. I shoulda gone into politics or being a spy, I was that good.
I'll be honest here. Yup, I never read Wuthering Heights. It was a school project - you had to read it. I never did. I faked my way all through that English class. How the hell could I read that book when all I wanted to do when I got out of school was get home and watch television or go down to the pool hall? Those teachers and Steve Stubbs weren't going to screw up my lifestyle.
As it turned out, when I became an adult I never appeared on Jeopardy so never reading Wuthering Heights never came into play in me making a few bucks or getting to meet any gameshow hosts. Looking back now as I sit here retired and blogging on Blog MyyyyyAsssss, I'm glad I never read that book. The damn thing was just too thick and I know I'd never get through it. Besides, years later you could just watch the movie if you really wanted.
Getting back to Steve - I guess Steve really understood what a lousy student I was as he'd take great joy in policing the school hallways and whenever I passed him he'd find a way to put me on detention. I used to miss a lot of quality tv time serving time in the detention room after school.
One of Steve's biggest thrills was demeaning me about the way I walked. If you know me, you'll know that I have a very different gate than most people. I've been compared to John Wayne, walking-wise. Anyway, Steve always picked up on this and was always there to say something about it. Back then there wasn't much you could do about it. Suing a teacher was unheard of. Human Rights didn't exist for school kids. So I bit the bullet and did my time in detention.
Just recently I've been seeing a physiotherapist for a bad back and he's advised me that my legs are not equal in length. Apparently my spine has been out of whack for years. So there's the probable reason for my walk. But having been compared to John Wayne all these years has certainly done wonders for my ego - I just wish I had his money not his walk.
I imagine Steve is no longer with us these days. My highschool days were many years ago. I'm not a person to hold a grudge all that time. So, Steve if you're up there looking down on this blog - I forgive you. You were just doing your job, and afterall, I was a lousy student. So - forget the FOAD above.

Just to clear up one thing - I never had any ambition to appear on Jeopardy, but I'd love to get on Wheel of Fortune just to meet Vanna.