Day in the Life of an Idiot

When I was in elementary school, we had this creepy dick of a gym teacher that was also, I have realized since, one of those crazy obsessive runners.

If you've ever seen MADTV where the guy does the crazy, balding gym teacher in the shorts pulled way up, that was what this guy was like.

Anyway, because of his personal crazy obsession, every Friday gym class was "free run" day. Hurray! Which meant we ran in a circle in the gym for 50 minutes and then measured our pulse and recorded as if we were supposed to give a shit at 10, so I hated Fridays, HATED them, and eventually my hate of the gym teacher and running in a circle, the stress of fighting with him when I didn't want to run the entire time or ignoring his idiot comments, my dread of the class itself and the way it squatted there ruining the whole week wore me out enough that one day and I just went home sick.

IDEA!

I started faking stomach aches because even an hour of "lay down" time in the nurses office got me out of running. Of course, you can only do this so long before a pattern developed and... ugh, I still hate that dick.

Anyway... Not that Mason is faking, especially because it sounds like he gets a little too worried sometimes and probably has a nervous stomach, but I'd bet that the stomach ache is some how directly related to some specific activity or something that he doesn't really want to participate in, either due to nerves or intimidation or because he just doesn't like it and doesn't know how to deal with it.

I'd take a look at his schedule.