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In junior high I was not only shy and awkward, but by eighth grade I
shot up to five feet eight inches, making me taller than every boy but
one. I only weighed around one hundred pounds. I had no figure
whatsoever; my chest was practically concave.

One day I overheard some kids making fun of my friend, Katy. She's a
carpenter's dream, one boy laughed. As flat as a board!

Another boy asked her, If you didn't have feet, would you wear
shoes? Katy answered, No. Then why are you wearing a bra? the boy

Instead of coming to my friend's defense, I scurried away before I
could be seen and similarly tormented.

That next week, while standing by the drinking fountain, one of the
boys, Mark, approached me and asked, If you didnt have feet, would
you wear shoes?

I was mortified, but I didnt want to be laughed at. Yes, I said,
and walked briskly away, relieved that there wasnt an audience.

When I look back on it now, I recall that Mark was only about
waist-high to me, a slow-witted kid with an unruly mop of hair. Nobody
ever teased me about my remark, so Mark probably didnt tell anyone. He was probably just as relieved as I was that nobody witnessed our
exchange. This Pathetic Geek Story was submitted by Sarah.


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