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Sophmore year we had alternating day classes. Took certain classes one day and others the next. Well one of my days for my last period class was a computer typing and basics class. I was awesome at this class so I showed up 1 day every 2 weeks. Did the work and got ahead of everyone else and then skipped for another 2 weeks. My father wrote me notes because he knew I was doing well. Well the second to last day of school the guy at the front office that writes my passes to leave finally realized that i came in every other day with a note from my father and he sent me to the dean who told me I had missed 85 days of this class and was in disbelief that I could still have a 96% grade in the class. So she called my dad and he went off on her for questioning him and why i was leaving every other day. So the next year they required that all notes have a parents phone number written on it so they can call on the spot. Junior year I had a "class" where I sat in the front desk and ran notes for the front desk people. I became friends with the lady at the front desk and memorized and became good at tracing her signature. So when she wasnt looking I would take a handful of passes to leave school, and sign her name and leave whenever I didnt feel like being there anymore. Never got caught... It was all about covering your ass.
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