A Smirk
Mezan in OAC Electronics.
Electronics has to be the most ghetto class you could take at Woburn. Mr. J would give us tests no one could do, make us work on bizarre projects, and teach stuff almost no one could understand. More then that, the class was filled with all sorts of shady characters. My friend Donny would roll cigarettes in class, and then ask to be excused to go to the washroom. I don’t think he ever made it to the bathroom. Mr. J also had the best stories and would say the funniest stuff. I could go on forever about that class.