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5 Things You Didnt Know About Me
January 13th, 2007 by Jon Waraas


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Oh no here we go again, I have been tagged again. This time by Stock Market Blog. This time I have to tell everyone something you didnt know about me. So here it goes :)

1. I barely graduated high school. I actually graduated 1 year later than everyone else. The reason was because I never went to school. I would probably go only 2-3 days out of the week. I hate school.

2. My old last name was Jon “Carroll”. It has always been “Waraas”, but when I was 5 years old I started going by Carroll (because my mom got married). My mom then got a divorced like 5 years ago, so after high school I changed my last name back.

3. I don’t know my real dad.

4. I worked at Wendy’s for more than a year back in highschool. Everyone that worked there was really kool and fun to be around. That was the time of my life. I actually got in trouble because I wrote “Cum get our sauce” on the Wendy’s sign in front of the building. hehe.

5. I’m a very immature person, trust me I am. I have been arrested for dry ice bombs. Had probation and a misdemeanor for pulling a drunk guy over with a red and blue key chain light, then told him to stick his hand out of the car, then get out of the car and get on his stomach. The drunk saw me later and got my licence plate number. Then a few months ago I pissed off some people by honking a boat horn at them, they chased me and got my licence plate number, got another misdemeanor from that. So I have 2 misdemeanors on my record.

I could keep on going with lots more stories, so its a good thing that I only had to list 5.

Ok, lets pick some people to tag..hmm.. how about Tyler Cruz, Matt, Sexy Bobby, another Bob, and Stehpen. Happy posting guys.

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16 Comments

Comment by Broker A
2007-01-13 23:12:41

Fucking boat horn. Classic.

You must live in New Jersey.

 
Comment by jonwaraas
2007-01-13 23:14:28

Nope, idaho.

 
Comment by Kyle
2007-01-13 23:44:27

Thank god I don’t have a blog haha or you’d get me… I’m glad I’m out of high school but college is almost the same thing. Just more dumbass busy work to worry about.

 
Comment by Broker A
2007-01-14 03:04:58

Idaho-Jersey: same thing.

 
Comment by jerkybeef
2007-01-14 19:55:27

lol… no the red/ blue light is classic… never grow up, when you grow up, pieces of you start to die… why do you think most grown-ups are miserable.

 
Comment by Joe
2007-01-15 18:56:16

were you always like someone who was entrepreneurial even when you were a kid?

 
2007-01-17 13:48:43

Some interesting stuff there.

I like number 5 ;D

 
Comment by John
2007-01-27 22:22:13

We used to get people to pull over using the car alarm siren in a friends car… did that usually when people were driving too slow.

If Jon was in NJ, he would have most likely gotten caught while in the process of doing #5. A few years back a retired NJ state police officer, who now lives in FL, told me that NJ is a police state. Compared to FL it definitely is. Driving home from FL I made sure to pay attention to see how many were on the road… saw 12 cop cars in the first 10 minutes driving back in NJ. That’s roughly the same # that I saw on the road during the rest of the 1000 mile drive and 10 more than I saw while in FL for two weeks… eh… Jersey…

 
Comment by John
2007-01-27 22:23:06

Oh, I meant to add this to my last reply…

#4…

Ack! I’m surprised you didn’t get fired for that one…

 
Comment by Adam Henningsen
2007-03-28 23:55:58

Well that most crazy immature people often have a lot of ability and can produce success. So I think you are already on your way with some of your websites.

 
Comment by Paul
2007-04-06 12:47:07

Haah… you are immature alright. :P

 

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