Back when I was in Jr. High School, we use to call people scrubs if they were losers, dirty, dorkey, unpopular, etc. I think most people classified me as a scrub when I was in jr. High School. The evidence that I was a scrub seems insurmountable. I was extremely shy and reserved, I told really corny joke, I was really awkward looking, I got most of my clothes from Jamesway, and I had some really bizarre person attributes. Hell, I was even a little �dirty.� Ok, maybe a lot �dirty.� Regardless, I think I was misclassified as a scrub. I think the accurate classification of myself in Jr. High School is eccentric.
But let�s back up and see how I originally got this classification as �a scrub.� When I was 12 years old, my family moved to Ellenville, NY from the Bronx. Now I wasn�t a typical kid from the Bronx. I grew up on Pelem Parkway, which is actually a pretty nice neighborhood in the Bronx, I was sick as a kid a lot, so I was never around a whole lot of kids, and I have a naturally reserved demeanor. So to everyone around me, I seemed like a really shy kid with a Bronx accent.
In addition to my bizarre looks and lack of social poise (along with my lack of personal hygiene), I also had rather bizarre personal attributes and habits. One of them being that I never used my locker. For some reason, I just could not get my locker to work in the 7th grade. One time, my inability to get my locker open made me late for Math class. My math teacher, Mr. Quinn, asked me why I was late to class. I informed him I was having trouble with my locker. He reprimanded me in front of the class, gave me detention, and informed me that if I was ever late again, the consequences were going to be more severe.
Regardless of its amazing benefits, people still made fun of me for carrying around such a big bag. People made fun of me because nobody else carried around all of their books. People also made fun of me because my bag was made out of brown pleather (pleather is plastic material made to look like leather) so the bag was not exactly stylish. That along with my cloths from Jamesway and Puma sneakers (pumas were really uncool in the late 80�s) made it seem like I had no fashion sense which contributed to my scrub image.
So there is a lot of evidence that seems to point to me being a scrub in Jr. High School. I suggest that my behavior was more bizarre than scrub like. Bizarre behavior is more akin to being eccentric than being �a scrub.�
