[roadcat]

I was a nerd. In junior high (middle school), I'd get tripped by the jocks while running to classes, spilling my books on the ground while they laughed. One time they jammed gum into my hair and the P.E. coach had to cut it out with scissors. Another time, my head was banged into a drinking faucet in the hallway, chipping a tooth. I spent time after school playing chess with other nerds, or at the public library.

In high school, things got better. The jocks asked for my help to pass their classes, so I tutored them in math and science and they showed me how to work on engines and other stuff. Some years later after becoming an engineer, I ran into some of them. I was driving new cars and had nice suits, while they were stuck in dead-end jobs and broke.

Karma... Life is sweet now. My wife and I retired in our early 50's. Those jock jerks are still broke and will have to work until they die to survive.

[mikeus_maximus]

Karma... Life is sweet now. My wife and I retired in our early 50's. Those jock jerks are still broke and will have to work until they die to survive.

Maybe, but look at it this way: hot young chicks didn't want anything to do with you when you were young....and they still don't.

If us nerds had been magically given the choice in Jr and Sr high of being the popular football captain who dates the cutest cheerleader, but in our 50's would have to trade places with those kinds of guys who are broke now, we'd have jumped at it!