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WORK SHIRK
My life is one filled with deceit and
cunning. Summer vacation had fin-
ally arrived and thoughts of sleep-
ing in, going skating, staying up and
having some of the old man's beers
and laughing at Dave Letterman
filled my mind with contentment.
After all, isn't summertime meant for
such relaxing endeavors? I most
relished the thought of sleeping in.
But no sooner would my head hit the
pillow and my mind fill with visions
of hot, Latin women in skimpy
clothes than my parents would loom
over my face and babble incoher-
ently about jobs and a future and my
biggest fear-cash flow! It was "time
to find a job," my father would say.
Through the mists of my groggy.
sleep drugged mind, a klaxon
sounded and my eyes opened wide
in utter terror...a job! Egads, my
plans for summer would be
shattered.
I quickly composed myself, nod-
ded, grinned and said all the right
um-humms, etc. It troubled me for
an hour; then I forgot about it. A few
days went by and the early morning
appearances by my parents were
getting on my nerves. One morning
after a very long night of skating 1
started down the path to content-
ment: I told a whopping lie. I said
that I would go job hunting today.
They were ecstatic. Well, obviously.
I didn't look for a job, and every day
I'd make up new and exciting stories
of my day's labor looking for work.
This has been going on for about
two weeks now, and a couple of
days ago my father came home un-
expectedly around noon. I had just
gotten out of the shower when I
heard the car pull up, so I ran down-
stairs and hid in the laundry room.
He was quick. He was in the house
in a flash, calling my name, looking
in my room for me. I heard nothing
for several minutes and then he
blasted into the laundry room and
gave me the lecture of my life on
lying and deceit and how trust is
important in a family, etc., etc. It
seems he had followed the dripping
water marks from the bathroom.
Well, I learned a lesson from that,
all right. Now whenever I get up. I
hide the clothes and shoes I'm going
to wear that day so when he sur-
prises me again I'll be ready. He's
tried to catch me several times since
the first incident. If he can't find me,
he'll check my room to see if any
thing is missing, like shoes or a
jacket, my watch, etc., items that if
missing would give the impression
that I am out. Little does he know I'm
usually under the bed watching him.
Fresh Kid Ice
Kamloops, B.C., Canada
Your method of not looking for work
sounds like a lot of work. T-ed
BARE NECESSITIES
I am a skater and I live in a nudist
colony. There is almost no skate
harassment here, and you don't
have to worry about dressing hip.
(Can you imagine wearing Rectors
and a helmet and nothing else?)
There are a lot of curbs and stuff
here, my friends and I are building
a halfpipe next to the pool. We have
about ten launch ramps and the
people here are really into it for
some unknown reason.
Jay Colulw
Cincinnati, OH
Nude skating gives new meaning to
tricks like slappies, backside grinds
and boneless ones. T-ed
SUCKER CAMP
Dudes, I'm a skater. My other
hobbies are reading Thrasher,
snowboarding, bodyboarding, skiing
and playing soccer. Every summer
I go to Andover Soccer Camp for two
weeks. One day, I brought my July
89 Thrasher to camp. Immediately,
the goalie counselor picked it up and
started making fun of it. He flipped
through it and said sarcastically.
"No, this guy isn't too high," "This
is trash, why are you reading this
crap?" and several other dirty com-
ments about it. Soon he got a whole
group of kids (non-skaters, of
course) to join in. I asked for it back
but he said no. He then gave it to my
coach. I demanded it back, but he
said it was junk and that he was
going to throw it away. By then I was
so pissed that I grabbed the mag
and ran like hell. I'm never going
back. Let me know what you think.
Mike Angelis
Groveland, MA
I think those guys have taken too
many head shots. T-ed
STEREOGRIPE
I'm glad to see that Richie
Birkenhead from Underdog finally
broke your "I'm a stupid musician"
stereotype in the September issue.
No One Cares
BULL FIGHT
This letter is
not about skate
harassment. I
don't mind that. It
just proves what
idiots some peo-
ple are and that I
am better than
them. This letter
is about bullshit.
I was lectured by
a cop tonight. I
wasn't harassed,
I was handed a
Metuchen, NJ
SMA
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