I first forged a signature when I was 6 years old. I had just gotten back my first grade report card and discovered that I had somehow managed to get a “Satisfactory” in language arts, largely due to my lack of penmanship.
Based on that last bit of information, you should probably be able to tell how that turned out. It probably didn’t help that I did it in colored pencil.
For one student named Ronnie, a simple signature wasn’t going to get it done. You see, his teacher told him that he was no longer allowed to bring his PSP to class, and Ronnie was having none of that. He decided the best strategy to combat this grave injustice was to have his mother write a note to the teacher, but also realized his mother probably wouldn’t be on board.
I admire his effort, but this isn’t exactly a “Catch Me If You Can” level of forgery.
The optimist in me hopes this worked (and also hopes that Ronnie was a real student and not a figment of a random Internet user’s imagination), but the realist in me knows how things probably ended up.
Signing it “Ronnie’s Mom” probably raised some concern.