Chair-Man... reminiscing about highschool

I just read an email from an old friend from high-school. She used to call me "chair-man".



I remember it now. I went to Independence High School. At the time, there were about 3,800 (probably more like 3,400 with all the dropouts) but you get the picture. It was big!



Surprisingly, this large campus (click here to see a satellite photo), did not have any picnic benches for the students to sit on during lunch time. Now this is no big deal in the summer and warm days of spring but on those cold days when the grass was cold and wet, I longed for something better. So I got smart and I started to bring this old folding garden chair that had arm-rests. It was great!



Some people laughed at me, and others gave me peculiar looks. Some looked on with envy and a few would try anything for the privilege of sitting on my chair. One day, one of the security guards (some called them narcs) stopped me and questioned my motives for bringing the chair. He thought I was bringing a weapon to school. I told him that a skateboard was more dangerous than a chair and he agreed.



I don't remember where I used to put the chair though. I don't think I carried it around with me from class to class but I may have asked a teacher if I could keep it in their classroom. I don't know.



I still wonder how such a large school could lack eating spaces for their students. There were a few benches scattered around, but absolutely no tables unless you wanted to eat in a teacher's classroom.



The worst was on rainy days, when everybody would huddle underneath the awning-roof things on the buildings. We would get packed like rats, lol. But that was kinda fun (I feel sorry for the claustrophobes though).



Chair-man, dang, that trips me out.

If any of my high-school friends have a picture of me and that chair, I would appreciate a copy.