Back in high school we had an assembly to honor outgoing seniors where you filled out your own form of accolades and whatnot…filled one out as Mike Hunt and my super old principal called the name twice in his molasses thick southern drawl.
You were supposed to stand up when your name was called and when nobody stood he just went on. "Well, Mike is national champion at the Fayetteville open bass fishing tournament. Works part time at Sookis car wash as lather attendant."
At that point the Whole gymnasium was laughing and a teacher came up to the podium to stop everything. Missed my last accollade as a volunteer at the Last Chance senior living facility as dedicated pill tester.
Nobody ever knew it was me as I was about as cool as a wet rag in HS.
