While going through the program during the "Boom Years," I found motivating in general to be simply insane. C'mon, the fucking building must have been 90 degrees with 75% relative humidity, and them assholes expected me to 1.- Shake my arm 90 miles an hour and 2.- Smile while doing it? Child please, I said 'fuck that shit' my first damn day. In the raps, if I felt like relating, I simply held my hand up like I was in school. I was world famous for having the girls side stand up and plead with me to get straight, and stop being so distruptive. The guys did not know what to make of me, but some of them started taking after me and stopped jerking their arms around and simply held their hands up like I did. We were even got stood up once and accused of clicking. When confronted about it, one 4th phase guy named Mike Brunette told staff point blank that "motivating" was fucking stupid. That goes down as one of my biggest victories. For a while there, we just held up our hands calmly and waited WITH DIGNITY to be called on. This lasted pretty much right up to the time of the big building change to Morgan Yacht, where it all digressed back to the same old shit. Sort of like recurring diarrhea, but by then I was further along in the program. One of my favorite tricks was to come in after school and sit behind the biggest kiss ass spazzoid relater I could find. I would position my body behind theirs and just make faces like I was motivated, sometimes without even raising my damn hand, and I would get called on, because staff just 'assumed' I had my hand up. Another favorite of mine with girl staffers was just to make goofy ass faces at them until they called on me. It was pretty effective.
[ This Message was edited by: 85 Day Jerk on 2003-07-05 19:43 ]