The first time I went to
CTYI (the Irish
CTY, or
Geek Camp) was in
1996, when I was aged just
twelve years old.
I didn't particularly enjoy myself there. This is how things were for me at the time. Everyone
was bigger, older, more knowledgeable, cooler, even the other
dorky little twelve-year-olds.
Many of them were mean, surprisingly so for
geek camp.
But the one thing I can remember clearly from this
premature sortie into studenthood is the
Site Director
we had that year. His name was
Frank. His
successor's name was also Frank, but
he's got a story to himself.
But this Frank managed to
disturb and amuse us all quite severely, when he welcomed us all on the first day, at
the grand Opening Ceremony.He explained to us all that he felt it was important that we, at the assigned time of
Lights Out, verily put out our lights and go to sleep, instead of
sneaking away to the girls' apartments and
having it off all night long.
The alternative was only implied, but
we could hear it in his voice.
Strangely, though, he chose to suffix this explanation with the phrase, "
I like to see little boys in bed".
The laughter was uproarious. Frank remained pokerfaced, even up to the point where he dismissed us, hearing the
change in the weather outside, with the advice, "
Watch out now, that rain is wet".
At this, the crowd was silenced.
The man was clearly some kind of Zen Master.
We filed out in gobsmacked awe.
Rep -1, huh? Well screw you too. I wrote this for myself, not for your entertainment, you saucy devil.
Apologies for those people I have cursed to be screwed who actually did not downvote this writeup. Enjoy your screwing.