you know how you have those really weird classmates back in highschool? the ones who never fit in and are incessantly teased because of their hair or the way they smell? i had one. her name was jocelyn. jocelyn limchao. chao-chao for short. queer girl. she was a 7 year old trapped in a woman's body. she hung out with 4th graders when we were seniors. she never combed her hair right and any attempt to put on makeup ended in some picasso painting on her face. she even had those dorky thick glasses to boot. some girls made going to school hell for her. i was sort of neutral. i didn't exaclty like being assigned to sit next to her when we were arranged alphabetically. but she didn't give me any trouble and neither did i give her any. we'd talk sometimes. usually just about what page the teacher was assigning us to read. if i rememberr correctly, it took her 6 or 7 years to finish highschool. sometimes, when me and my highschool friends would talk, she'd sort of come up and we'd wonder how in the world someone like her would fair in that harsh world out there.
today i got to find out first hand.
since it was a holiday and i had nothing to do, i decided to go with stan to his office. guess who i bump into on the way in! chao chao. apparenty stan hired her as a programmer. shock was an understatement. he said she bested all the interviews for that position. but he agreed she was kinda weird. "well, programmers don't really have alot of contact with other people. she should do just fine.", he says. i marvel at his ability to see beyond what i couldn't. i seriously doubted that she would survive college, much less land a pretty good job. i thank all my lucky stars i wasn't horrid to her in highschool. that would have been awkward to say the least.
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