One of those short childhood stories. Let me know if you want more of these.
When I was little I attended a Junior Music School for a couple of years. I remember that I would go there after my public school classes and have violin lessons.
I didn't have a phone back then, so I had to use the payphone placed in the hall of the building. It was about 30 cents per call I think. I don't know why, but I rarely had the money to buy it.
My guess is that I spent it on hard candy and soda in the local shop. Please don't tell my mom.
Anyway, if I didn't have the 30 cents, I asked the school's secretary to 'put it on my bill' for the 100th time.
I did feel kind of awkward, but for some reason there was a bad ass touch to it, as if I'm getting special treatment.
I was a weird child and when I got any special treatment it made me feel good about myself.
Now I think I was kind of an asshole.
The secretary looked at me with slight despise but did it anyway. I'm guessing she didn't want to - and she didn't have to - but how are you going to tell a child that they can't call their parent to pick them up?
My classes often finished at 7 pm or later and I couldn't walk home at that hour.
Well.. not until I was 14 or so.
At the end of the day or week my mom would pay for 'my bill'.
Thanks for reading. What are some times you felt like a bad ass at a very young age?
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