In high school, I was the biggest consumer. People selling candy for band fundraisers and such would fight over me, as I'd buy 5-10 a day. After I got a reputation for always having candy, I started selling a little bit of it, but I was never a "distributor", just a middle man. For some reason, it was always the pretty gal who got my business. rolleyes.gif

I honestly don't remember where I got the money for it though. unsure.gif It's not like I had a job, or an allowance. Maybe it was from buying and selling those collectible card games. gayflag.gif

 

Yeah, the prices were pretty much set by me at the moment. New people always got great deals until they came to me out of habit then the deals slowly got a bit worse because I was perpetually low on stock.

I don't know how I didn't get busted somewhere along the line for the extracts. I bought them at the canned food outlet store by the cartload at either 2 or 4 for a dollar. What a 16 year old wanted with 400 bottles of extract seemed to not concern them.

At any given 2:00 afternoon there was at least 2 or 3 drunk kids in class thanks to me. Hell, I was usually one of them until I ended up getting so drunk that I threw up in math class and I threw up my entire esophageal lining because some of the extracts (namely orange) contained enough acid to detatch it.

 

When drying my hands with paper towels (after washing them) I always have to use a minimum of 4 towels. No matter how big they are, 4 is the minimum.

anyone else have 'OCDish" traits?

 

I tend to take the weight of the world and try to fix everyone's problems

 

preachin' to the choir rolleyes.gif wink.gif

 

My dream job is to work on the show Top Gear.

 

My dream job is vacation. wink.gif

 

I would like to work on Top Gear even more than vacation...how sad is that?

 

I hate falling asleep.

 

Ive been playing hockey since I was 5, about 12 years now.