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I know that the title of this subject sounds terrible but allow me to explain myself. 

My mother sent my sister and I to a private catholic middle school to give us a strong foundation in terms of education which I still appreciate to this day.

My assumption of private education was almost completely inaccurate because I thought that everyone that attended private schools were little angels walking around.

It’s not often that I will admit to being wrong but my assumption was 100% incorrect slightly off.

Granted this was the time in my life when kids were going through puberty but my eight grade class (male and female) was essentially a walking group of well dressed hormone driven perverts.

At this time in my life the majority of my classmates were talking about sex (including me), either about how much they got or what they would like to do once they had sex.

I will be the first to admit that at the time I knew NOTHING about the subject but I did recognize the fact that the majority of my classmates thought about nothing but sex (even during religion class) 24/7.

Being able to recognize a demand is one thing but being able to supply a product for that demand was another.

I knew that I couldn’t legally or ethically arrange women to do anything sexually for money because that would make me a 13 year old pimp which would have been enough of a reason for my mother to justify literally taking my life.

After a few days of trying to come up with a way to make money off of this “need” my mom and I went into a new dollar store that just opened by a flea market that we would visit from time to time.

I don’t remember exactly what she went into the store for but I do remember walking around by myself (in the hardware isle of all places) when I came across a lady with a leopard print bathing suit on while sitting on a motorcycle.

I picked up the box and saw “Rough Rider Condoms.” 

Eureka!

I found the product that I needed to supply the need (or lack there of) to my classmates but once again a problem presented itself.

How was I going to walk up to my mother with a box of condoms and ask her to purchase them for me?

Talk about a boy becoming a man!

The reason why I feel as though this was somewhat of a voyage into manhood is because this took a huge leap of faith (I didn’t want to get beat in the dollar store with a box of condoms)  and courage (imagine yourself at the age of 13 asking your parents for a 12 pack of of condoms).

I knew the answer to the question if I never asked it and I didn’t really want to find out what the worst case scenario could have been but certainly my mother would understand why I wanted condoms.

I found my mother in the store and asked her if I could borrow a dollar from her.  

She of course asked what it was that I wanted and when I presented her the box she gave me a look as though she were asking herself, “is it too late to give the birds and bees speach?”

Before she had the chance to say anything I told her that the reason that I wanted the condoms was to sell them at school for one dollar a piece.

She once again asked me why which I answered with “because everybody talks about sex.”   

She looked at me as though she were thinking to herself, “now what” but she purchased them anyway and  didn’t bring up the issue until after I came from school the next day.

The next day I went to school with a pocket full of twelve condoms which I sold for one dollar each.

You would have thought I were selling a new pair of exclusive Air Jordans in a little plastic package the way that the other kids swarmed around me.

When I returned home from school my mother asked for her initial loan which I gave to her as well as another dollar for another pack of condoms.

This cycle went on weekly and it give me the ability to buy any video game, have pocket change and give my own money in church without requiring my parents to come out of pocket which was a great feeling.

Unfortunately all things must come to an end and when mine did it came at the hands of a catholic school principal that already had something against me. 

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