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Originally posted by Did you just call me Coltrane?
My driver's-ed instructor was also my 9th-grade industrial arts teacher. He would blatantly stare at shapely 14-yr old girls' butts and drop the f-bomb constantly. I don't know how he got away with it, but I do know that he hated my bookshelf.
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In high school, I briefly dated the daughter of one of the shop teachers. He seemed like a really nice guy, but I couldn't help thinking there was this undercurrent of "I have a lot of saws and I know how to use them" with him.
