Update: Results in the extended entry.

See the intro for particulars.

Our second entry. Is this anecdote a lie or is it the truth?

One time...at band camp... (Heh. Just kidding.)

I was the class comic in school. Not the class clown - I didn't go for making a fool of myself back then. But I was always there with a quip or cutting remark, a joke or anecdote, a one liner or tidbit appropriate to the situation, etc. I was a cut up.

Anyway, I was not quite smart enough to restrict my cuts and comments to just other students and I would frequently be a class distraction as I tossed bon mots around (usually when I was bored with the subject and/or didn't like the class). One time in 11th grade History class (Mr.Balsavage was the teacher) I was being particularly irritating crafty and Mr.B (who was a teacher I liked so I don't know why I was being such a jerk) walked over to me, bent down so we were face to face and said "You are the type of person who shoots from the hip and then leaves." I knew immediately that I had stepped pole vaulted over the line. That marked the end of my cutting apart teachers and put quite a damper on my mouth overall. Even to this day I'm far more selective of my targets and will generally put my self up for a joke before I take somebody else down with one.

Current Shamming/Sharing roster:

Sue: 1 correct
Everybody else: nada

Just a note about how I'm writing these. I am thinking up some element of Jimstory and then running a random generator (Excel is my favorite multi-purpose number playground) that tells me if I should write it up as a sham or a share. That way I won't get trapped into that humanistic need to balance out the number of true ones with the number of false ones or have to do a true one after a couple false ones & vice versa.

Survey says...I'm a nasty, spiteful, evil, lying dog.

The situation described sort of happened but Mr.G (see, I even lied about the teacher's name) was impressed by my wit and my acid tongue. He steered me into debate where I could use my powers for good instead of evil. I did eventually learn to cast my barbs appropriately but it was several years later and involved many hundreds of push-ups, courtesy of a one balled Filipino Senior Chief.

Four out of six participants weren't fooled, giving us a five way tie for first place going into round 3.