The bell went to signal second lesson of the day, which for
me was IT (Information Technology). Frazzy
says IT stands for ‘Incapacitate Terminals’ which he likes to do by pouring Sprite[1]
down the back of them. He regrets this
when the teacher, Mr Campbell, says that if we’ve finished our work we can load
up ‘JCB Explosion Fatalities[2]’ on
the computers and play that until break-time.
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| JCB Explosion Fatalities - Level 1, "A-Bomb location" |
We always start the lesson with a good chuckle at the size of the
teacher’s nostrils and then we get to work scanning and printing dinner
tickets. Razzy sometimes scans in his genitalia
but the computer doesn’t have that good a zoom function so the picture always
comes out blocky. Hazzy told me he saw them
in the showers once and it hadn’t been zoomed at all, they were all blocky in
real life!
I found a way of sending messages to other computers in the
room. I sent a little box pop up which said “Take your glasses off and stand on
them” to Lazzy, which he did. I then
sent one to Brian which said “Look out”, so he stood by the door and one which
accidentally went to the teacher which said “Call that a haircut?”, and he sent
one back which said “No, I call it Colin”.
We all played games for the last ten minutes
of the lesson. Hazzy played kissy-catchy
with himself.
The bell went for first break and I moseyed on down to the Music
block. The caretaker was fixing the door
which had jammed after someone slammed a trumpet in it. We had to go round the
outside of the school to get in from the back way but someone had slammed a
flute in that door. We all stood around
outside watching Qazzy spray graffiti on the wall about how Mr Bladam and Mr Wigwam
were meeting in secret in the staff toilets.
He didn’t have enough wall to explain why they were meeting, people were
making their own stories up by that point anyway. I heard one rumour saying they were meeting
to discuss the offside rule. Dirty boys.
[1] The soft
drink, not the enchanted creature.
[2] An early
version of ‘get-the-ball-in-the-hole’.


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