Bart Baggett He offered me lunch money and tried to shame me in front of my friends! Internet
I remember this guy from high school in 1959. He really was mess. It was a small high school outside Tampa, Florida. We sat next to each other in English class. He went by Bradly back then, yeah that has to be the same guy. Anyway, he constantly scored higher grades than me on every test in English class. I thought for sure he would go on to be an English teacher. he had a way with words and spoke as if he was from London. Did you ever notice how people from London talk funny? Yeah they do, so Bradly was like them, smart. This pissed me off.
There were many incidents I want to recoup, because this guy was rotten when he was 16. He didn't act rotten, Bradley was one of those guys who was nice to your face, but I knew behind my back he was talking about me. There is no way he was not. I was the fat kid . everyone talks about the fat kid.
This one day, on a Wednesday in home room, I forgot my lunch money and he gave me $1.30. He said it was a no big deal. No big deal? How dare him shame me like that. He only loaned me lunch money to embarrass me in front of the whole class. Now, I know in 1959 lunch wasn't very expensive but it was horrible. I refused to take his money and still do. I have my pride.
I'll go hungry before I take charity from anyone. That's why I'm where I am today. I won't take no charity. I don't need no help from anyone, least of all some smug English dude who's parents talk funny and send their kid to Florida high school with a rugby shirt. What kind or statement is that. I'm not good enough to play rugby. Well, I'll tell you I am good enough. That Brady Baggette sure isn't better than me. He wasn't then and he isn't now. I'm glad these people on this website are telling all these bad things about him. He make my life miserable, every day nice to my face and then mean behind my back.
Bradly is probably laughing at me right now, from his big Cadillac in Northern Tampa, where the rich people live. I'm seen him with his wife and two kids all happy and smiling. I bet he wishes I would have taken his lunch money now, but I didn't. I have pride. I don't need no charity from some stuck up rich kid. I'm perfectly happy living in my Mom's basement and surfing the internet everyday.
The world is full of mean rich people who don't deserve it. So what if I didn't do so good in English class:? It don't matter, I'm happy now and he's misrable. Yep, he even got this website with haters in his grill. I learned to talk like that from watching Jerry Springer . I can hang with the brothers.
You should stay away from Bradly Baggette, hes a bad dude and all these peole are right, no way can anyone by happy and no one can teach you to be happy. it's all a lie. ONly Jesus can make you happy, he makes me happy, at least that's what my Mama says.
4 Updates & Rebuttals
Redbow
Hobbs, New Mexico,New Mexico,
United States of America
He just gets angry
#5REBUTTAL Owner of company
Mon, December 07, 2009
His name is nick and he is from alaska. he said, I love you and I didn't know what to say. Jesse ventura flies around with weapons in the sky and he knows nothing about the whole mess. He just gets angry. Think again. I dont know what to think about it all. My dog her name is charlie. I have an aphgan that I named Bart. I like the color blue and think the rain is so wonderful. I think my dog sees spirits and they make her a crazy. I have good handwriting. They say that that people who write small are more intelligent than people with larger writing. On the other hand, people with large, flamboyant writing are more creative. I think that is a complete contradiction. Isn't the ability to think originally and creatively, what constitutes genius? I think that writing indicates how creative or uncreative, how inhibited or uninhibited, or how closed off or not closed off each person is. I can't believe I'm writing this crap. My friend is in the shower and I'm using her computer. If she knew I was using her computer, she might slash my throat or kiss my neck. She might scratch my eyes out or rub my tummy. I'm watching the dog sleep. It's so fantastic. Oh some naked chick walked in. Nice! I love it when that happens.I will never understand what that was all about.
Leann
Springfield,Illinois,
U.S.A.
You are kidding, right?
#5Consumer Comment
Sat, December 05, 2009
I find posts like this very entertaining which, I am sure, is exactly why you posted it. There is no rip off. All you wanted to do was try to make someone look bad and you failed. This person was kind enough to offer you money for lunch and you refused. That's your choice. Seems to me like he was trying to be kind and you took it wrong. BTW, when I was in grade school in the 70's lunch was $.35 and when I got to high school, it was $.90. It's hard to believe you needed $1.30 for lunch in the 50's. Perhaps you should have paid more attention in English class since your grammar is lacking.
Cory
San Antonio,Texas,
U.S.A.
Strange
#5Consumer Comment
Sat, December 05, 2009
This whole post is strange but the one thing I noticed was the $1.30 lunch. I was paying for my granddaughter's school lunch back in 2000 and it was $1 per day. If I remember correctly, my lunches were 45 or 50 cents per day back in the 70's, so I suspect a lunch was probably a nickel or maybe a dime a day back in the 50's.
sylver8248
murfreesboro,Tennessee,
U.S.A.
I'm sorry but....
#5Consumer Comment
Sat, December 05, 2009
is this a joke?