Adults Reveal What It Was Like To Go To School In The Early 2000s
High School was interesting in the early 2000's. The world was in a fully committed and passionate relationship with butterfly clips. JNCO jeans had us all tripping all over one another. We still had to call one another at our house phones (people still had house phones) and just hope the other person was home. Wanted pictures with your friends? Yeah you needed an actual camera for that and you'd have to actually pay someone to develop the pictures. Selfies weren't a thing.
One Reddit user asked: what was High School like in the early 2000's?
The answers gave us a serious nostalgia bomb - so of course we had to share with you!
AIM and MySpace
I didn't get a cell phone until college. We used AIM and myspace to communicate, and passed notes in class. I had a notebook just for passing notes in class, actually. Once it got found by administration and I was in trouble. I was addicted to Sims and almost failed a grade because I played hooky to play the game.
And I just lost The Game.
Early internet was a trip. OMG shoes, Badger Badger, Ebaumsworld etc... We gave birth to the new joke format that became memes and viral videos.
Printed Trash Talk
From the moment I got home from school, until bed, I was logged in to AIM. It was so exciting to put up an away message, do hw and other stuff, and then come back to like 10 messages from various people. Also, people were so catty...like someone would talk sh!t and then it would get printed and shown to all your friends. You'd have a falling out for a few weeks until someone apologized. High School was fun and angsty, wouldn't wanna go back but I have lots of fond memories.
Everyone bringing their CD case to a party and fighting to get to play yours.
Everyone looked like Guy Fieri.
TRL and Hollister
TRL on MTV after school. Had to see if Korn or Backstreet Boys won the top spot. If you wanted to be in the cool clique you have to have Hollister, AE or A&F wardrobes. Hollister has always frustrated me as a brand, because the play up the California surf-and-sun image, but the city of Hollister is in the middle of the state and all they have is cows, so...
No Internet For Projects
None of your teachers would let you use the internet for projects because "it's not reliable." So you'd use it anyway, and then find some page in the Encyclopedia Brittanica that was related, and you'd cite that.
It was totally dope. Rules were lax and wide bottomed pants were in style, fo' shizzle my nizzle. Butterfly clips, pastels pants made of plastic or pleather and cliques were alive and doing well.
Sidekick For Life
Only the rich kids had phones and even then if you didn't T9 then you were super lame! I wanted one of those full screen cells that had the keyboard underneath when you slid it up. Samsung maybe? AND the Motorola Razr. 20 year old me would have killed for that phone, but even more than that - Sidekick for life! I would still use that phone now if I could.
No Camera? No Problem.
Your pants could not ride low enough. Few cell phones, and even if someone managed to have one with a camera the quality was so s** it didn't matter.
Off The Chain/Off The Hook
Columbine was still fresh on everyone's minds so we all had to wear lanyards with our school ID and they started locking the doors. Kids just propped the back doors open because otherwise there wasn't enough time to get from class A to class B if you had to get to a wing on the opposite side of the huge ass school. My school had 5 halls connected by one main hallway so going from one side to another could take 20 minutes but we only had 15 for changing classes. Sometimes you had to run.
We still used floppy discs for school projects since my school had some older computers and not every classroom had a computer with a CD drive. By my senior year USB drives became a more common thing although they were expensive at the time.
When we watched movies in class it was with a VHS tape. My French teacher was the only one with a DVD player in her classroom because she brought one from home.
Kids would throw stink bombs at every school assembly.
There was a controversial "off the chain" vs "off the hook" divide.
From what I remember, everyone dressed super casual. Hoodies, T shirts, baggy pants, girls pretty much all wore flip flops every day despite it being rainy most of the year. No neatly gelled hair, slim chinos and fitted shirts for us. Pajama pants were more common, though. There were a few guys that were Eminem wannabes with bleached buzz cuts. Then you had your typical cliques like jocks, stoners, geeks, and goths.
Kids would walk around with their disc-man and those cheap over the ear headphones that came packaged with them. They'd keep a folder full of CD's except 90% of them would be CD-R's they got from friends.
Most of us didn't own cell phones until my senior year in 2006 when Motorola Razors were really popular. Same thing with social media. I don't remember Myspace being all the rage until 2005 or so, at least at my school.
In the morning my friends and I would go to the computer lab and watch flash animations or play games on Newgrounds or Miniclip.
Coyote Ugly Fashion
-I honestly hated much of the music (except maybe Ryan Adams) and listened to a lot of older stuff and started getting into country, like the Dixie Chicks.
-Coyote Ugly is a good example of the girl's clothes. Super low cut jeans with thick tanks, halters, or western tops. Finish with chunky belt. I also didn't mind the velour lounge suits, so comfy.
-I hated the frosted tip look on guys. But loved when guys started to grow out their hair a bit. LOVED trucker hats on guys. Also the chunky ribbed sweater was really handsome.
-Sex and the City was on Sunday nights, and for the rest of the week radio and TV talk shows would discuss the modern relationship topic the show would bring up. Also a lot of talk about the fashion.
-Still were into photos. We just bought disposable cameras and took a zillion pics, sometimes making photo collages / scrapbooking.
-You could research online for homework, but it was slow. We were only allowed to use 2 internet sources, and the rest had to be a book from the library.
-Lots of burned CDs, and then everyone had an iPod
-The "WB" station = Felicity, Dawson's Creek, Gilmore Girls, Angel, etc.
Since almost nobody had cell phones, the way to get a hold of somebody's contact information was to ask for their AIM ICQ or MSN screen name. Met my now husband on ICQ random chat. He was from Australia, I'm from Canada. I was 14 lol. We stayed in touch for 10 years before he came to visit and well, he's still here. Thanks, ICQ! Lol
Teachers Would Think You Were A Drug Dealer
No cell phones, so if you wanted to talk to your friends outside of school, you had to call their house on the only phone, which thank God was cordless so you could take it in your room. If he wasn't there you had to leave a message on his answering machine and hope you were there when he called back. You would make plans ahead of time and flaking was super bad because there was really no way to communicate after you left he house.
A few kids started getting cell phones in like my junior and senior year, but it was only the ones who could afford it and teachers would think you were a drug dealer.
They had to use the term 'personal electronics' on prohibited items lists because phones hadn't eaten cd/mp3 players yet, so you'd three or four separate devices. Also I spent a lot of time getting hassled by the teachers for having chains on my pants.
The Weirdo Group
Me and my friends were the wierdo group: skaters, goths, metalheads etc; we all sorta clung together as there weren't enough of us to form separate cliques.
Pant legs were big enough to fit two legs or more into, and when it snowed it wicked up to your thighs. Studded or spiked belts paired nicely with those jeans, as well as the bondage straps hanging off the back. Chokers, chokers everywhere! Goths had spikey ones, and preppy girls had those stretchy ones. A lot of guys had spiked hair back then too, usually with a color added to the tips. Girls used a lot of fun clips in their hair, and scrunchies. Platform shoes/boots were a must for me, as well as hoodies. I owned and still have to own a lot of hoodies and flannels. Several of us also sported trench coats.
Gay And Out
It was a Big Deal to be gay and out. It usually meant you either had super progressive parents, or parents you weren't afraid to piss off. Our sex advice came from Adam Carrolla and Dr. Drew.
Tests For No Reason
You had all of the overprotective BS as today, but crappier versions that people were less experienced with and easier to skirt around. It seemed like we were the test class for a lot of stuff in my school. So like, the same amount of overburdening standardized tests but they didn't count for anything yet.
We had classes in "how to use a search engine." There were various options available: Lycos, AskJeeves, AltaVista, DogPile, Yahoo. Not everyone had internet at home so getting online was a novelty; people would queue to use the computers at lunchtimes and breaks. Eventually Google took over.
1998-2002. Everything smelled like cucumber melon lotion from Bath and Body Works. Butterfly clips. Putting on gobs of glittery lotion before square dancing in gym class, and the boys acting like we slimed them. Really low-cut jeans with the thong sticking out over the top. Eyebrows plucked to basically one hair's width. Black eyeliner. Watching South Park at parties after band concerts. That weird five minutes when swing music and dancing was hot.
Businesses have been known to cut corners and abuse their employees to make a buck. It's a trick as old as the institution of employment itself.
But it does come back to bite them... eventually. Every once in a while a business owner feels the effect of the pain they have caused on other people.
Not The Animals<p>A veterinarian I once worked for tried to make me reuse bloody IV tubing between patients, "just rinse it out" he told me. He charged the same amount for a pain injection for a 5 lb pet and a 150lb pet, he over-worked and underpaid his employees, he was rude to his clients, and tried to make staff carry out tasks they were not qualified/educated to do. He would cut corners in any possible way.</p><p>Several of us reported him to the board.</p><p><a href="https://www.reddit.com/user/EhDub13/" target="_blank">EhDub13</a></p>
Yeah Just Do It Fam<p>Hostility towards raises. Rewarding your existing employees is almost always cheaper than hiring new. Ive had a manager that scoffed at a single 3% raise for someone who had no raise for 5 years. Good luck hiring a new person with that experience and for less money. There's a reason why job hopping gets you more money, and it's not because hiring new is cheaper.</p><p><a href="https://www.reddit.com/user/KourteousKrome/" target="_blank">KourteousKrome</a></p>
This Is Called Entrapment<p>Any company/service that allows you to sign up using the internet with minimal verification but requires you to either produce ID, bills, proof of address, or show up in person to cancel that service.</p><p>if i can set it up via the internet i should be able to cancel using the internet too.</p><p><span></span><a href="https://www.reddit.com/user/ThatKiwiBloke/" target="_blank">ThatKiwiBloke</a></p>
Buzz Buzz Buzz<p>I used to serve at a restaurant where we wore pagers that buzzed us when a table's food was ready. Good idea right? Well the owners had the policy that you had to immediately go pick up the food no matter what, and that included if you were in the middle of taking another table's order. They said that people "understand" and are cool with it. Of course they weren't though. Every time I stopped taking a table's order and went and got the food, they were totally pissed off. I could not believe the owners did not understand why literally no other restaurant on the planet does it that way.</p><p><a href="https://www.reddit.com/user/whinecube/" target="_blank">whinecube</a></p>
Stealing!<p>I use the term "business" loosely, but I once did graduate research with a professor who was in the process of trying to get a major auto manufacturer to invest in our lab. They liked us, but wanted an example of some of our work. So rather than directing them to some publications of ours, my professor gave them a zip file containing <em>all</em> of our recent unpublished research, including the basis for a patent application.</p><p>My professor was shocked when they just kept it.</p><p><a href="https://www.reddit.com/user/RealHot_RealSteel/" target="_blank">RealHot_RealSteel</a></p>
She Done Closed<p>I worked at a restaurant that wouldn't let people get a refund on their food even though there was a cockroach in it. Instead they offered a 10% discount on the food as per their "policy". Needless to say this restaurant no longer exists.</p><p><a href="https://www.reddit.com/user/FlintstonesViagra/" target="_blank">FlintstonesViagra</a></p>
Forcing You To Quit<p>Trying to get employees to quit. My managers at fast food didn't want to keep long term employees due to having to pay them more and firing them means unemployment costs. Us quitting means no unemployment and not having to give raises.</p><p><a href="https://www.reddit.com/user/calverygirl/" target="_blank">calverygirl</a></p>
Fraud....<p>So this store put a massive discount on weighted blankets. They were originally selling for $150, but were now being offered for $39.99.</p><p>The catch? You'd need to sign up for free as a VIP member online. Urm ok no harm done.</p><p>So i signed up and bought the blanket. And so did thousands of other people.</p><p>The store cancelled our orders and refunded our money, claiming that they weren't able to fulfil our orders. And now they had a couple thousand more new names on their mailing list.</p><p>And sure enough marketing emails came pouring through. I unsubscribed once but still had emails coming in.</p><p><a href="https://www.reddit.com/user/MalaysianOfficial_1/" target="_blank">MalaysianOfficial_1</a></p>
THE POOR DOGGOS<p>I heard this one from a friend: She worked at a dog kennelling business that would tour prospective clients through the front of the building and show off how each dog would get its own indoor/outdoor run area and specialized attention, etc. Then when Thanksgiving and Christmas came and they got more bookings then they could accommodate, they set up cages and stacked kennels in a back room and people were paying big dollars thinking that their dogs were in a nice roomy pen while the business crammed as many dogs as they could into these basic cages. It was shameful.</p><p><a href="https://www.reddit.com/user/headcase-and-a-half/" target="_blank">headcase-and-a-half</a></p>
A Rock And A Hard Place<p>I worked for a big car rental company in the returns department. They would push us to find and charge customers for any new damage on their cars by awarding bonuses on top of our monthly salary. </p><p>We were given mirrors to look for scratches under the cars where costumers would normally not have checked before they rented the car, often leading to heated arguments over if it really was their fault or not. The company did not care either way and made us charge their insurance deposit if they refused to pay. The daily verbal abuse and stress from being sandwiched between my managers and angry customers has definitely left a mark on my mental health and I will probably never work in the traveling industry again.</p><p><a href="https://www.reddit.com/user/bjarl/" target="_blank">bjarl</a></p>
Every one of us harbors evil and malicious intent. It is completely normal to have dark thoughts. The difference between the everyday person and a psycho is intent and lacking empathy. It's frightening to realize that someone you may have spent a significant amount of time with could take a life with cruelty, but it happens more often than we want to realize.
When I was 18 I used to play in a weekly game of pool, I was awful, still am. My friends would sneak me into this bar/club in Ft. Lauderdale that was 21 and up. We met an enormous amount of fascinating people.
In the Room<p>Not friends but I worked at a charity with two hilarious guys. A year or so after I left, one killed the other with a car bomb. It feels so unreal, like it was complete fiction. Can't believe I was in a room with them both on multiple occasions. I live in Northern Ireland and it appears that the motive involved some lingering sectarian/paramilitary tensions. That stuff has been quiet for most of my lifetime but there are still wounds.</p><p><a href="https://www.reddit.com/r/AskReddit/comments/kyjb6z/people_who_were_friends_with_someone_who_later/gjh359j?utm_source=share&utm_medium=web2x&context=3" target="_blank" rel="noopener noreferrer">Aichon08087</a><span></span></p>
Normal<p>He was completely normal from as far as we could tell, just a regular high school kid. Played soccer, was in the advanced classes, kind of quiet but a nice kid.</p><p>Then one weekend he and another kid went and murdered a couple of professors with the intent of stealing their money and absconding to somewhere in South America I believe. </p>
Rodman<p>I knew a girl that let her boyfriend into her family's home and he killed her sister and brother that were around 10 years old, her brother who was 15, her father, and stabbed the crap out of her mother.</p><p>She's in prison for life. She was quiet. I didn't know her as well as I did her other siblings. Her boyfriend didn't attack her older sisters. We had always thought that the sister who was a year older than her was going to be the psycho. Her sister had anger issues. </p>
A Normal Dude<p>A normal dude. Somebody tried to rob him during a drug deal and he did what he felt he needed to do. Got 10 years for it and was released not long ago. From what I can recall, he was set up. Some neutral guy acted as the buyer, and when he went to make the deal. A few guys he had fought with in the past showed up trying to rob him but had no weapons, they just outnumbered him. </p>
The Roommate<p>I was childhood friends with a guy who beat his roommate to death with a bat. He was a regular middle class kid who got good grades etc. The roommate's dog was not fixed and was having her period all over the house and the roommate wouldn't clean it up or go to the vet. He just snapped one day and started beating the guy as he slept on the couch. </p><p><a href="https://www.reddit.com/r/AskReddit/comments/kyjb6z/people_who_were_friends_with_someone_who_later/gjhhobe?utm_source=share&utm_medium=web2x&context=3" target="_blank" rel="noopener noreferrer">QualitySeycoTimepiec</a></p>
Hostages<p>Not friends, but I grew up with a guy (neighbor) who held his dad hostage for hours and then killed both of them. he was a couple years older, so i didn't know him too well, but my brother was closer in age. Said he was quite nice, really quite funny, but obviously doesn't say much. </p><p><a href="https://www.reddit.com/r/AskReddit/comments/kyjb6z/people_who_were_friends_with_someone_who_later/gjglyx7?utm_source=share&utm_medium=web2x&context=3" target="_blank" rel="noopener noreferrer">lizzyolivia</a><span></span></p>
The Creeps<p>My boyfriend and his old roommate were friends with this guy who seriously gave me the creeps. He would always try to hit on me, even though it was my boyfriend's house, and was really awkward. One night after a party my boyfriend and I were asleep when I heard his door open. It was the creepy guy. I shook my boyfriend awake and he asked what the guy was doing. </p>
ISIS<p>I had a chem lab partner in college in the midwest, 2013 or 2014, he was a very nice guy, very smart too. We were both into the walking dead, so we talked about that frequently. Then one day I saw the news, as well as a campus wide email, and it turned out that he had just been arrested at the airport for trying to flee and join ISIS. So ya, he may not have been a murderer, but I think eventual terrorist fits here. </p><p><a href="https://www.reddit.com/r/AskReddit/comments/kyjb6z/people_who_were_friends_with_someone_who_later/gjhefre?utm_source=share&utm_medium=web2x&context=3" target="_blank" rel="noopener noreferrer">taintedthrowaway91</a><span></span></p>
The Fisherman<p>Perfectly normal kid. We went fishing and hiking together, and attended the same church. Lost touch after high school. In his thirties he murdered the boyfriend of his ex-wife. </p><p><a href="https://www.reddit.com/r/AskReddit/comments/kyjb6z/people_who_were_friends_with_someone_who_later/gjh6lqu?utm_source=share&utm_medium=web2x&context=3" target="_blank" rel="noopener noreferrer">p38-lightning</a><span></span></p>
Augustus<p>So I was friends with Augustus. He was on the quiet side but was into MMA and UFC stuff and I remember driving him to a few amateur fights when he lived at my home. I've known people that I didn't like and even feared but knew they were the kind of people you would want on your side if crap hit the fan, Augustus was that but I never felt I had anything to fear from him. He was a 'gentle giant.' Well he moved away and I hadn't heard from him in several years when another mutual friend told me about the trouble he found himself in. You can read about it here: <a href="https://www.nbcnews.com/news/us-news/montana-man-pleads-guilty-double-murder-putting-bodies-acid-n948196" rel="noopener noreferrer" target="_blank">https://www.nbcnews.com/news/us-news/montana-man-pleads-guilty-double-murder-putting-bodies-acid-n948196</a></p>
Disciplining your kids is a necessary evil. It helps them to understand there are consequences for their mischief so they will behave better in the future.
Busted 4-Year-Old<p>"Me: What were you thinking?"</p><p>"4 year old son: That I wouldn't get caught."</p><p>– <a href="https://www.reddit.com/r/AskReddit/comments/l3r8cz/parents_of_reddit_what_was_the_first_time_you_had/gkhyk5k?utm_source=share&utm_medium=web2x&context=3" target="_blank" rel="noopener noreferrer">passwordsarehard_3</a><br></p>
Portable Toilet<p>"My husband yelled up from downstairs: 'Why is there a bunch of water in the trashcan?'"</p><p>"My four year old proudly announced: 'Because I peed in it!'"</p><p>– <a href="https://www.reddit.com/r/AskReddit/comments/l3r8cz/parents_of_reddit_what_was_the_first_time_you_had/gki4b0j?utm_source=share&utm_medium=web2x&context=3" target="_blank" rel="noopener noreferrer">Konstantynopolitancz</a><br></p>
The All-Nighters<p>"Charging into their bedroom when they're supposed to be sleeping and watching them scatter like cockroaches back to their beds....I die laughing inside EVERY time."</p><p>– <a href="https://www.reddit.com/r/AskReddit/comments/l3r8cz/parents_of_reddit_what_was_the_first_time_you_had/gkhn6kh?utm_source=share&utm_medium=web2x&context=3" target="_blank" rel="noopener noreferrer">Vierlind<br></a></p><p>"This is my move too. Sometimes I sit and wait for them to notice me. The surprise/ fear to panic to guilt transition in there face is almost slow motion. Then without saying a word I leave the room knowing they are going to sleep and I have once again confirmed that I am a Ninja."</p><p>– <a href="https://www.reddit.com/r/AskReddit/comments/l3r8cz/parents_of_reddit_what_was_the_first_time_you_had/gkkwqar?utm_source=share&utm_medium=web2x&context=3" target="_blank" rel="noopener noreferrer">McNiinja</a><br></p>
Sticking Around<p>"I'm a parent, but this wasn't with my son, it was my younger brother when we were 10 and 11. We had two older sisters who were drama queens and would always threaten to run away when they got in trouble. So this one day my brother and I got into trouble and as our Dad started scolding us my brother looked straight at him and in all seriousness said, 'I won't run away. I'm going to stay here forever and never leave. You'll never get rid of me.' Our Dad turned around, walked out of the room and started laughing. He was laughing so much he couldn't even explain to our Mom what was so funny. We only got grounded for the day. Thanks little bro!"</p><p>– <a href="https://www.reddit.com/r/AskReddit/comments/l3r8cz/parents_of_reddit_what_was_the_first_time_you_had/gkhqn8k?utm_source=share&utm_medium=web2x&context=3" target="_blank" rel="noopener noreferrer">msjg</a><br></p>
Vilifying Big Sis<p>"My sister used to start fights with me in public so I would act silly making everyone in eyesight think she was the absolute devil. One time I did it and said 'dont hit me again sister' in the most offensively retarded voice like Arnie from Gilbert grape and security stepped in. I kept up the act and they paged my parents to the store office. Basically said 'your daughter was attacking your son and it was really disturbing' My dad had to scold me in the parking lot through tears of laughter hardly able to keep his balance while my sister was basically traumatized."</p><p>– <a href="https://www.reddit.com/r/AskReddit/comments/l3r8cz/parents_of_reddit_what_was_the_first_time_you_had/gki2m6d?utm_source=share&utm_medium=web2x&context=3" target="_blank" rel="noopener noreferrer">suitology</a><br></p>
Potty Mouth<p>"My then 5-year-old son and I were watching Cloudy with a Chance of Meatballs. During the part of the movie where the machine creates a spaghetti tornado hurling giant meatballs, my son's facial expression completely changed as he watched his favorite food being thrown about. He turns to me, dead serious, and says 'oh my f'king goodness". I died."</p><p>– <a href="https://www.reddit.com/r/AskReddit/comments/l3r8cz/parents_of_reddit_what_was_the_first_time_you_had/gki3vyu?utm_source=share&utm_medium=web2x&context=3" target="_blank" rel="noopener noreferrer">pnutbutterkellytime</a><br></p>
Wrong Target<p>"I'm a preschool teacher, and part of my job is potty training. In our bathroom the trash can is across from the toilet, about four feet away."</p><p>"A little boy, just turned 3, sits down to go and forgets to point his penis down. He starts peeing and it's a direct arch straight into the trash can."</p><p>"Little dude goes: 'What the f'k?'"</p><p>"I had to step out of the room to recover from cry laughing."</p><p>– <a href="https://www.reddit.com/r/AskReddit/comments/l3r8cz/parents_of_reddit_what_was_the_first_time_you_had/gkmb09w?utm_source=share&utm_medium=web2x&context=3" target="_blank" rel="noopener noreferrer">obsolete16</a><br></p>
Not A 'Shell Fish'<p>"I was telling my daughter who was 5 at the time she was being selfish for not sharing she burst out crying and said I am not a shell fish! Couldn't stop laughing but she kept crying saying but I'm not a shell fish"</p><p>– <a href="https://www.reddit.com/r/AskReddit/comments/l3r8cz/parents_of_reddit_what_was_the_first_time_you_had/gkiae4l?utm_source=share&utm_medium=web2x&context=3" target="_blank" rel="noopener noreferrer">RonaTheFerret</a><br></p>
Appropriate Quote<p>"My wife and I and our 2-year-old son just got home from a long day of traveling, and he needs a diaper change. My wife is exhausted and not in the best mood. The TV is on playing the show Law and Order, on a cable network that had the tagline at the time of 'We know drama.' (So for instance, when the commercials would segue back to the show, they would first say 'the drama continues...')"</p><p>"So he's a happy little kid, getting his diaper changed, enjoying the attention, and got playful and silly and was kicking around and generally not cooperating with my wife. She lost her temper and snarled something like 'I swear if you don't stop squirming around so help me...'"</p><p>"There was a pause. Then he said:"</p><p>"'The drama continues...'"</p><p>– <a href="https://www.reddit.com/r/AskReddit/comments/l3r8cz/parents_of_reddit_what_was_the_first_time_you_had/gkhplws?utm_source=share&utm_medium=web2x&context=3" target="_blank" rel="noopener noreferrer">TomK</a><br></p>
Contaminated Muffin<p>"Not a parent but a career nanny. I had a kid come up and ask if he could have a snack. I said not right now, youre supposed to be in bed. Not 5 minutes later I see him Kronk-style tip toeing across the kitchen with a conspicuous bulge in his pajamas. He sees me watching him and startles, causing a blueberry muffin to fall out of the ankle of one pant leg. I was already close to laughing but I about died when he said 'Cant I at least have it since it already touched my junk?'"</p><p>– <a href="https://www.reddit.com/r/AskReddit/comments/l3r8cz/parents_of_reddit_what_was_the_first_time_you_had/gkib9pw?utm_source=share&utm_medium=web2x&context=3" target="_blank" rel="noopener noreferrer">dune_jhodacia</a><br></p>
As a "high achieving" student, the biggest mind-blowing fact I have ever learned has been the sheer amount of straight-up lying that happens in formal education.
It's a lot. Like a lot a lot. History class lied so hard.