sectov
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Story time:
This happened at highschool when I was 14. I was a ltn and no girls ever showed me any attention. I was despised and bullied. Typical loner. Girls always say stuff like "ew, that guy." Etc. You know the drill. I was also under 6ft. So we were doing woodwork class. We were making small wooden trinket boxes at the time and there were separate work benches around 8 or 9 benches in rows inside a large classroom/workshop. Each bench had mulitple wood working tools on a tool board with hooks attached to the side. Mallet, chisel, builders Square, metal rulers, handsaw, etc.
This particular day the time would have been anywhere between 12pm - 1pm sunny day outside and we were continuing making our box projects inside the workshop. The workshop was bustling and everyone was doing there projects and common sounds of tools working away and voices chattering were heard. It was an all boys class. At this time in my class there was a status maxxed, popular, blonde hair, blue eyed, aryan looking chadlite, with an athletic slim/toned build about 5'8-5'9 same age as me at the time who for some reason had been pestering me with persistent derogatory comments and banging on the table while I was trying to work. And refusing to leave the area where I was working even though I told him to stop and go away. He refused and did it even more, banging on the table with a tool. He kept saying something like "nah" repeatedly everytime I told him to go away.
He was standing at the other end of my table doing all this. Then I start to verbally abuse him and start swearing at the chadlite. This infuriated him even more. And we had a mini argument. Then the chadlite began to laugh as if I were nothing but a joke and turn away. As he turned his back away from me I grabbed a solid wooden mallet from the bench and threw it as hard as I could at the chadlite. The Mallet made impact right between his shoulder blades and he shouted in pain then started to cry. I then threatened him and launched more swear words. He then walked off crying and never bothered me again.
The end.
This happened at highschool when I was 14. I was a ltn and no girls ever showed me any attention. I was despised and bullied. Typical loner. Girls always say stuff like "ew, that guy." Etc. You know the drill. I was also under 6ft. So we were doing woodwork class. We were making small wooden trinket boxes at the time and there were separate work benches around 8 or 9 benches in rows inside a large classroom/workshop. Each bench had mulitple wood working tools on a tool board with hooks attached to the side. Mallet, chisel, builders Square, metal rulers, handsaw, etc.
This particular day the time would have been anywhere between 12pm - 1pm sunny day outside and we were continuing making our box projects inside the workshop. The workshop was bustling and everyone was doing there projects and common sounds of tools working away and voices chattering were heard. It was an all boys class. At this time in my class there was a status maxxed, popular, blonde hair, blue eyed, aryan looking chadlite, with an athletic slim/toned build about 5'8-5'9 same age as me at the time who for some reason had been pestering me with persistent derogatory comments and banging on the table while I was trying to work. And refusing to leave the area where I was working even though I told him to stop and go away. He refused and did it even more, banging on the table with a tool. He kept saying something like "nah" repeatedly everytime I told him to go away.
He was standing at the other end of my table doing all this. Then I start to verbally abuse him and start swearing at the chadlite. This infuriated him even more. And we had a mini argument. Then the chadlite began to laugh as if I were nothing but a joke and turn away. As he turned his back away from me I grabbed a solid wooden mallet from the bench and threw it as hard as I could at the chadlite. The Mallet made impact right between his shoulder blades and he shouted in pain then started to cry. I then threatened him and launched more swear words. He then walked off crying and never bothered me again.
The end.
