My class was broken down into the Jive & the Conservatives. Jive wore white socks, conservative black. No one knew where I fit, since I did both.

Had several nicknames.
Scotch. Three. Cherry Coke. And Six Meter beam.

Surprisingly, with a last name of Weiner, no one called me Hot Dog or Weenie.

A Bad day at Sea is better than a Good day on Land!