Names

There was a teacher in high school who would call us by any nickname that we requested at the beginning of class. But only the first one you chose, no changes allowed. So I told him off the top of my head that I wanted to be called โ€œSky Bandit.โ€ And sure enough for the rest of that year, he called me โ€œSky Banditโ€ in his class and anywhere else.

There was a man of his word.

(My friendโ€™s nickname in that class was โ€œSharp Sauce.โ€ Donโ€™t ask me.)