You know...those times when you fucked up good & just being in detention & the like did not cut it...they had to send for your folks. When this happened & it did a few times : ) I just hoped it was Mum.

Anyway, the one time that this did happen & had the most impact on me was when I was 15, & it was in career studies...do you have that these days, must do, but probably has a far more up to date name...or the again maybe not.

Just before this class I had just seen a movie that had changed my life completely, The Godfather...it was the 1st time that I had seen it & I had never known any other gangsters than Capone & the old Black & White films...no this was a fucking whole new ball game...this was amazing, this is what I want...this is where the obsession with the mob started.

So into this was I, that on that day in Careers Studies, when I was asked, '& what do you want to do Shariff ?' without hesitation is replied,

'I want to work for the Mafia sir.' The class erupted...well I was kind of the joker in the class & this has become expected of me...so I was not only playing to my fans, I was pretty serious...well as serious as a 15 year old could be.

'No come on now Shariff, seriously what do you see your self doing ?'

'Seriously sir, I see myself working for the Mafia, that is what I want to do.' ( of course at 15, I did not know you had to be Sicillian, or be of Italian Decent : ) )

'Shariff if you keep this up I am sending you to your housemaster.'

'Well sir, I better go then sir as this is what I want to do.'

Mr Smith shouted at me a bit & then sent me to warm my favourite seat outside the housemasters office...& he was none to pleased to see me....Mr Niam almost sighed as he reached for the phone to call the folks, I could already hear my Mum saying, 'What now'

What made me laugh about this all later that night in my private moments, was how my Mum gave my Pops a dusting for letting me watch the Godfather....so Pop's I really have you to thank for this obsession.

Be Well.