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From: gmack@denelvx.UUCP (Gregg Mackenzie)
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Subject: Nerds in HS (Re: Just how far can friendship go?)
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Date: Mon, 22-Jul-85 03:49:56 EDT
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Chris Anderson:
> I was the kid at school whom everyone picked on.  The butt of all the jokes.
> The spaz.  The geek.  The nerd.  And frankly, it didn't help my social life
> a lot. Anywhere I might be threatened by abuse I avoided, and gained many
> [...and some other stuff...]

Boy, and I thought I was pathetic!  Just goes to show you, there's always
someone worse off than yourself.  (Just teasing, Chris :-))
(Didn't we all just reveal all our pathetic high school histories under
"Intelligance"?)

> And girls!  Hah!  That was the worst part of all.
>
> [...and some more stuff...]
>               I'm not complaining (well, just a little).  I just want others
> to realize where I'm coming from and to realize that not everyone is as
> socially graceful as they are.  We all have faults.

If you can lick your eyebrows, you don't have to be socially graceful :-).
Now, I know I kid about this a lot, but consider it, for a minute, as the
characterization of an entire attitude.  

Let's say you're down at your favorite dance hall (so, I'm a C/W fan) and 
there's an attractive lady sitting just a few tables away.  You've seen
her in here before and you even remember her name; maybe you've even danced
with her once or twice.  You know each other well enough to have said hello
to one another when you came in.  

So, now, you're sitting there, trying to get up the courage to ask her to
dance ("waiting for the right song", "gotta get primed, first", or some
equally inane excuse), when who walks in, but Joe Studd.  You know the guy,
sort of average looking, but self-assured to the point of extreme cockiness.
Thinks he's God's gift to women (just ask him, he'll tell you).

He struts over to her table to say "Hello" and she says, "Hey, Joe, it's 
my birthday; where's my kiss?"  And he proceeds to plant one on her.  A
good one.  Funny, she didn't tell you it was her birthday.  It's as if he
just walked in, licked his eyebrows, and she became putty in his hands.

It's this self-assuredness that turns women on.  I'm not saying that you
should become a complete asshole.  I don't believe in using women the way
Joe Studd does.  I'm just saying that a little bit of this sort of cockiness
in your attitude can help you fill out your date calandar.  Of course, if
you really can lick your eyebrows, nevermind. :-)

Gregg Mackenzie
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