Everyone had that person in high school who, no matter what you did, seemed to just have a problem with you. Whether it was because of how you dressed, who your friends were, or your family, the best thing is usually to just ignore them and do your thing.
But sometimes circumstances require a bit more of an active approach...
Many thanks to Reddit user NickPWasTaken for sharing this story.
So it's freshman year of high school, in 2009. I live in Iowa, a state which had legalized gay marriage that year. Now, normally that would be inconsequential to the story, but my moms happened to be lesbians.
Upon hearing of this, a kid in my English class, David, told everyone how BS it was that "F*gs shouldn't be allowed to do that". He also had a history of calling me queer, f*g, etc. I'm not exactly a confrontational person, but when our teacher announced that our last unit of the year would be symposiums, (a research project requiring you to look up a topic, then present your opinion and research on it) and David hollers out "Nick's probably gonna do something GAY!"
I got mad.
So I spend the next 2 weeks thinking out a plan. I had an idea that seemed harsh, so I built in a safety feature to my a**hole plan. I would do something gay; I in fact would show up to class with a poster board presentation detailing the various ways that LGBT individuals were penalized in America (Don't Ask Don't Tell, Marriage, Blood Donations, Hate Crimes, it was detailed as heck.)
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