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Originally posted by chicgeek:
So, for all you who are out of h.s.:
How would you react if you discovered that one of you co-workers at a new job was one of the jerks who picked on you in h.s.?

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co-worker... elaborate... are you his/her superior/underling/equal? You need to take different courses of action for each position...

superior: make his/her life a living if you feel like it... might give you bad karma though

underling: hope that he/she doesn't remember you

equal: wait for the other person to make the first move and act accordingly

-- Jack's Course of Action

When I recognized him, I couldn't exactly remember why, but I felt apprehensive about him. He never said anything to me about it, but another manager, who I think liked me, told me the other guy told him he used to mess with me a lot in h.s.

He was actually with a group of jerks who gave me a hard time in P.E. class in junior high, but I didn't even know he existed in h.s. (I guess by then, he was a much less significant part of my life, and the social scene at our huge school as well.)

I never said anything to him about it, but after a vacation, I didn't come back.

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"I may not agree with what you say, but I will defend to the death your right to say it." -- Voltaire

One guy I knew in high school is now a manager for the local power company. Another guy runs his own sports clothing business. A third guy did playtesting for Wizards of the Coast (he got credits in the NetRunner CCG). Makes me feel a bit inadequate...all I've got is a Java programming job (or three), a virtual community, and the open-source project that runs it...

couldn't be con-ed ( the one that has(d) all the west coast problems?
or N-Star* (NE, is going down con-ed path)?

When I graduated I was not able to go directly to college, as my family was moving back to Quebec a few weeks after school finished. I felt really bad because so many of my classmates, including those who picked on me, were heading off to college and university...

A few years later, I headed back to the Maritimes, Halifax to be exact, and dropped in on my old high school boyfriend who was living and working in the city. He pointed out that I should feel really proud of myself (I was only about 20 years old and working as a Senior Administrative Office Manager in Montreal -- and that many of the people who had picked on me and that I had felt so envious of because they had gone on to post-secondary education had almost all dropped out of university or college, and that Wanda, the one that picked on me the most, had dropped out of university and was now working the slave shift at the local Burger King! I know it sounds horrible, but it really made me feel tons better! ;-)

In fact, only a few years later, I did finally get a chance to go to art school and get my degree in Illustration & Design, and I started my own company selling SciFi/Fantasy art prints from well-known artists (such as Michael Whelan, Larry Elmore, Clyde Caldwell, Keith Parkinson, Denis Beauvais, Rowena) to pay for some of my bills during school. I also went to McGill University and am only a few credits shy of my Bachelor of Education with a specialty inthe Teaching of the Arts. Nowadays, I am now the proud owner of a successful web design business with studios in both Montreal and Nova Scotia.

In some ways, I think the fact that I got picked on also gave me a determination to "show them" that I could be better than them in the long run -- that they couldn't get me down. I know I am a pretty determined individual anyway, but that sort of "picking-on" only made me more hard-headed than usual to prove myself, not only to them but to the world. In my case, it gave me even more incentive -- that was my best revenge!

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~ Jade Dragon

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Originally posted by biogeek:
It seems as if most of the guys who picked on me in jr and highschool ended up in jail. The one who intentionally broke several of my toes is probably out of jail after serving his term for the gang rape of a thirteen year old girl. wonderful. i wish i had gotten him back before he progressed to bigger crimes.

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Someone broke your toes?

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Originally posted by Jade Dragon:
When I was in high school in Nova Scotia, I was often picked on because I was an "outsider". Maritimers have a great reputation for being so very friendly to tourists and strangers during the summertime tourist season; but very few people realize how many of them can be very cold to people who actually move into their community from elsewhere.

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I moved to NS from the UK 17 years ago, and in the small community I live in there is definitely a label applied to people like me - 'CFA' - Come From Away. But having lived in rural areas in England and Wales, I think it was the same there, and it's not necessarily meant to be unfriendly; you simply cannot ever be one of them because you don't have the qualification of being born there. The only place I lived in where there was none of this was in London, and there nobody cared who or what you were. I admit I rather enjoyed the anonymity, the lack of feeling obliged to behave as others expected of me. No doubt this accounts for both the breakdown of the fabric of modern society, and my presence in a geek forum!

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Originally posted by biogeek:
He broke my toes by jumping and stomping on my feet. It hurt quite a bit.

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it probably would hurt...