Something weird has happened.
We got a new teacher at the school a couple of weeks ago; a young American guy.
And it turns out he's been a big fan of the English Teacher X website for a couple of years. He said he had figured out the actual name of Vodkaberg just using the Internet, and within an hour of meeting me had determined I was English Teacher X.
He said the website had inspired him to get into teaching.
"Good lord," I said. "How could that be? All I write about are the shitty things. . ."
"But you made it sound kind of . . . interesting."
Interesting.
"Although," he added. "I kind of pictured you as a tattooed skinhead."
7 comments:
Dude,
You need to be more honest in your Blog. If you had, you would have saved this poor soul and he would have been a school crossing guard or something else besides an English Teacher.
My god, how can I be more honest? I even admitted peeing on the floor after an absinthe drunk.
"I kind of pictured you as a tattooed skinhead."
Shouldn't that read "I kinda pictured you as a shattered shinehead"?
You're *not* a tattoed skinhead?!
Oh wait, then people might confuse you for a local thug.
if you would have used the real name of Vodkaberg you would have saved him months of tracking you down and now stalking you -=x
He couldn't have been that much of a fan, come to think of it, or at least never looked at the photo gallery -- there are a couple of pictures that show the back or top of my head, which is definitely covered with hair, thin though it may be. And my arms, which have a mere one tattoo.
Or a splattered shithead.
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