William Wilson:
CLASS OF 1998
Madison High SchoolClass of 1998
Portland, OR
Gregory Heights Middle SchoolClass of 1993
Portland, OR
George Middle SchoolClass of 1993
Portland, OR
Gordon Russell Middle SchoolClass of 1993
Gresham, OR
Mill Park Elementary SchoolClass of 1991
Portland, OR
William's Story
These days I go by Amulet BeneathPortland on "teh interwebs". I try to stick my face in a book at least once a day.
you're sure you want my story?
below this line, though accurate, isn't really required reading.
I was the kid who could learn by activities, reading, or hearing it to music. Nothing would stick if another person just said it to me (or *at* me), so I wasn't "Classroom compatible".
Consequently, I was forbidden by my teachers from reading anything outside the standard curriculum, or anything the current teacher didn't already know (or agree with).
I was the kind of kid who never really knew what was going on, assumed the best of people and rarely noticed when I was being made fun of. I knew a word you didn't, or you knew a social rule that I didn't, and I was accused of malicious intent at EVERY misunderstanding. The kid who got attacked from behind, never hit back, and still got suspended or expelled from school.
I was the 6th-grader you beat up when you were in High School because you overheard 5 seconds of a conversation when I said my dad was an alien, and you didn't care that the conversation was about Canadian Citizenship.
I attended 6 different schools from '90 to '93, never having time to catch up or absorb anything from classes. I passed because I'm good at guessing on test forms, and never spent enough time in one place to learn any social skills.
High school started in 1993 and my placement tests said "genius" at basic math so they put me in advanced classes (like second-year Algebra without any explanation of what algebra was), combined with social situations for which I was not prepared. I fell further behind every day, and 3 months later they decided it was easier & more profitable to label me "Learning Disabled" and throw me in a class where they hide or produce all the "emotionally disturbed" kids (by combining the bullies with the kids that get bullied).
1998: The school system got tired of me. With 2 math credits, about 12 elective credits and 5 failing classes, they called me after school year ended to say, "pick up your diploma". They said I somehow had 7 or more "Work Experience" credits but I'd never had a job at that point... was it a coincidence that I ...Expand for more
was just turning 18 and they no longer got extra funds for having one more "special needs" student?
From June to September of 1998, once I was finally out of the Flourescent-Lit Daycare Prison that is High School, I did a little travelling and caught up on some reading.
Everything I know, I learned outside of school. Sure, stuff happened to me while I was there, but I didn't learn from it until I got out and had the time to slow down, find a safe space, and reflect.
On Sep 28, 1998 I met the girl I would marry.
In '99 I got married and my daughter was born (not necessarily in that order lol).
In April 2000 the wife decided it was over and she ran off with the baby.
In Sep of '01 she dropped off my almost 2-year-old daughter for a "visit" and promptly vanished again.
... Confused Single Parent Mode, Activate!
Sep 2008: Finally escaped a long string of emotionally (and financially) abusive roommates who were offended that my daughter was smarter than them.
... ... ...
I'm a Libra diagnosed with ADD, OCD, mild Tourette's, and PTSD.
Some of my greatest strengths are noticing patterns (excepting in human behaviour), remembering details and keeping an open mind (IMHO)
My "skillset" is varied but highlights include construction, programming, innovative digital circuit design, space management/Furniture design, and cooking. I get bored and teach myself a new skill/hobby fairly often.
I also enjoy baking but I'm not really at a level to call that a skill, except my pizzas.
My skillset does NOT include putting up with unnecessary BS.
You're the Manager or Boss "just because"?
and you never did the job you're telling me to do?
then if I see an obviously better easier and safer way to do the job, I *have to* mention it.
If method is more important than results, (and you can't explain *why* we use this method) you shouldn't be allowed to be the manager.
...Or to breathe.
In almost half the jobs I've had, I've been able to write software to replace myself. This gets the job done faster and with less than half as many mistakes as my human co-workers... until somebody notices my work is getting done even when I'm not at the desk, and I get fired or physically assaulted by the employer or a coworker.
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