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How I Became a Famous Pickup Artist : Part 2

This is a continuation of the story, How I Became a Famous Pickup Artist Part 1. If you haven't read that already, you should do so before reading this article.

Papa was notorious for being in contact with everyone in the pickup scene. I couldn't blame him, either - he was the business side of "Real Social Dynamics", a company that taught seminars and workshops to aspiring players. Not surprisingly, he was the only person at the seminar that I knew.

In order to extract every last precious second out of my experience, I had gotten on the earliest flight to Chicago that I could book. I called Papa when I arrived at the hotel at 10am. I could hardly make out his voice. He'd been out in the clubs until very late and was still sleeping.

Week 1.5....A Chip off the Ole' Block?

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I made it! Yeah!!! Week 1.5!

It's been a whirlwind of fun, learning and stubbornness this week! No two days are ever the same and just when you think you've found a grove, it's doesn't quite work the next day...Tantrum child from day 1 has been great all week. Now I have tantrum child #2, only his tantrums aren't really tantrums, they are really just a stubborn removal of his participation based on a 9 year old's perception of fairness. I had no idea I had such stubborn children and have been pondering where all this came from.....and then, I thought back to a letter I wrote to my principal at the age of 9..................................................

4th grade elementary school. A food fight ensued in the cafeteria. Mashed potatoes, mini-franks, peas...it was everywhere. I probably participated at some juncture :). And, for some reason unknown to me, I was brought in to the principal's office to tattle on who started it.

Why me? I told them I didn't know ( but I did ). They must have know I was lying because I got detention! I was furious at the injustice! That night I wrote a long letter to the principal and deposited it into his inbox the next day. I stated in my letter that "I wasn't a rat and it wasn't fair to ask me to tattle on my classmates." It was a letter that got my mother called into his office!! I think she thought it was actually pretty funny. I was after all, the last of 6 children and by far the easiest yet. Right, mom?

So, remembering this and other defiant stubborn moments of my own childhood helped to put child #2's actions into perspective for me. He unfortunately missed out on a lot of fun, but I am happy to see him stand up for himself and stick to his guns when he feels he should. It's a primary reason for our decision to home school.

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