Sunday, August 26, 2007 | by nathan

308 - B.

There is literally no stranger feeling in the world than sitting at a Pride parade and having your seventh-grade English teacher come up and say hello.

x365

4 Comments »

  1. Comment by Dylan

    9th grade, social studies… not my teacher, but the one across the hall. “Don’t I know you from somewhere?” Yeeeeah….

    26 August 2007  11:04 am

  2. Comment by Ryan

    Umm, I think we have a mutual friend who might beg to differ. I believe he saw one of his STUDENTS at the pride parade a few years ago…

    26 August 2007  3:11 pm

  3. Comment by indigo bunting

    GRRRRRReat post.

    27 August 2007  11:53 am

  4. Comment by Nate

    Ryan, if you’re referring to me, then I have to say that, no, seeing my teacher was weirder than seeing a student about whom I had NO DOUBT.

    If you’re referring to the person in the post, and the fact that he DATED a mutual friend of ours,
    1) How did you know about that?, and
    2) Yeah, that’s pretty effing weird, considering the friend in question graduated from the same high school as me, the same year as me.

    27 August 2007  11:58 am

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