punk ass in shop class

In ninth grade I was a real punk ass in shop class. I didn't mean to be. I just didn't do things right. The band saw was a problem. I wouldn't hold the wood down and it would bounce all over. But, everyone thought I was doing it on purpose and they thought I was cool. I would also burn myself a lot. There was a piece of plastic that was supposed to be shaped into a napkin holder. Well, I had a damn time with it. I really wanted it to work. But, I got burns. Everyone thought it was cool. I even had my first propostion for a date in shop class.

If only not knowing how to work tools could get me the results now that it did when I was in ninth grade at Ordeal Junior High.