"Bob (this one)" > wrote in message
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> Steve Calvin wrote:
>
>> Bob (this one) wrote:
>>
>>> I'm abjectly apologetic that I didn't reply in the precise fashions
>>> you'd have liked me to. Perhaps we can create some templates for correct
>>> reaction to your posts.
>>
>> Yeah, the template would be to *quit freekin' cross-posting*!!
>>
>> Is that clear and quickly enough to the point for your ass?
>
> <LOL> Here. Sit down. Breathe in... breathe out... breathe in... breathe
> out...
>
> When you were in the school safety patrol, did you wear one of those cool
> white belts that went around your waist and over your shoulder. I thought
> they were cool. Big badge on it...
>
> No, seriously...
>
> Bob
>============

I am sooooo lost.

I think I read through one of the postings that had "Chung" in the
subject... it didn't appear of interest to me so I ignored it. <shrug> I
guess I missed something.

What's all the uproar about? If anyone didn't want to read about "Chung"
why didn't they just ignore the postings?



NOTE about safety patrols, our schools always had orange belts with the big
silver badge. Wanna hear a story?


I was in first grade and I guess I showed some of my rebel genes early. I
lived at the first house, on the second block from school, on the opposite
side of where the crossing guards were. KEY: I is the school , o is a
house, x is my house, = and ll are streets, and + is a crossing guard.

I I o o o o o o o ll x
I I ==========ll=====
I I + o o o o o o o ll

Anyway, I would only cross 'straight' from the school to the first block
(rather than cross 'straight' and then cross again from right to left) and
then I'd cross at the next corner or sometimes I would JAYWALK and cross in
the middle of the block. I know, bad girl! Well, one day, the safety
patrol has a buddy with him... they're feeding each other's egos and then
one of them made an off-hand remark to me. I'm sure I said something
back... and to really **** them off, after I got about one house past them I
crossed the street. It worked. Mr. Power trip really rattled off some
stuff, as did his buddy. I, not being one to back off from confrontation,
walked back to them to give them a bit of what they were dishing out. Well,
one thing lead to another and one of them cold-cocked me. Made for a
beautiful shiner. I remember shaking my head to clear out muddy thoughts...
turned around, walked past two houses and yes, you guessed it, crossed the
street! My mother was so angry when she saw her baby girl with a black eye.
hahahaha Yep, the girl had moxie. Was a bit lacking in common sense but
definitely had moxie.

Cyndi