That’s some attitude you’ve got there, mister. Real nice. Nice enough, in fact, to write for this blog.
If you were a member of the Wayland Class of 1986, or maybe ‘85 or ‘87, or whenever, jump onboard. This is a group blog, and anyone who wants a login to write will get one. Heck – I didn’t even graduate with the class. Neither did Kate “Henderson” Helber. Nor Tim “Tim” Clemmey. In fact, we dropouts may soon start to outnumber you hangins, come to think of it. Ha!
If you’re thinking “I don’t have time to write a blog,” you’re wrong. Way wrong. No – wait – you’re right. None of us have time for this. But we make time. One or two entries a week – a couple of sentences, and you’re done. Five minutes, max.
This will work. And we don’t care if you’re apathetic. Start writing now. Email Steve Safran at steviesaf@gmail.com, and start sharing your pictures, thoughts, memories, generalized hatred and what have you. This is high school! The more you find out how miserable everyone else was, the more enjoyable it is for everyone. WorstAttitudesEver.com is all about the love.
Did Fernandez say that about us – worst attitudes ever? I loved him. At the time I thought it was what you said to freshman or kids – now after many years and learning, perhaps we were all uniquely sporting bad attitudes. I find out here in California people do not fully appreciate the art of sacrasm and being an asshole for humors sake. And they cannot fucking drive at all – really. It is not the fucking hard people – merging is really quite simple – just accerlate toward the other car – they will back down.