One of my dearest, longest-held fantasies is to become famous enough to get on the "Tonight Show" or one of the other late-night talk shows. The first thing I would do is look straight into the camera and say, "F YOU, Mrs. Gilman, look what I did!"

Mrs. Gilman was my 6th grade teacher and was utterly convinced that I would never amount to a thing, and told me so at every opportunity. She was probably in her 50s when I was in 6th grade, which means she's either extremely elderly or dead now, but I really, really, really have this intense desire to tell Mrs. Gilman off on national TV.



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