The Nickname: Cueball

            It was a night that my dad had to work, so I go up to work with him at the bowling alley. Well in the arcade at the time of the incident there were pool tables. The charge was $1.00 because obviously the owners had to make money from it somehow. So, seeing as my dad is the assistant manager, I asked him if I could use some of the spare cue balls (white ball that you hit) since that had extras behind the counter. So he hands them to me and I go messing around with them, you know shooting around. Well I asked my friend if he would like to play some random cue ball pool and so he agreed.

            Well, what I didn’t realize after I let him play, that he would be an idiot. So we were hitting the balls like normal like we usually do. My friend decides to act like he is playing baseball. So, he swung the pool stick against the cue ball and the ball struck the pool table edges (wall) and flew back off the table. Well, not only does it fly off the table, but I’m in the way of the ball. The ball slams tremendously hard into the right side of my forehead. The force of the ball flung me back, and for some reason I didn’t scream like I thought I would have. It only hurt just a little bit which was a good thing.

            After I had gotten up from the floor since it slammed me into the floor, I walked to the bathroom to see my head. As I looked in the mirror, I could not believe me eyes. My head had so big of bump that I thought that the cue ball jumped inside of my skin and planted itself into my forehead. So you might be wondering, “Did it break you skull|?”… Well I am getting to that… I had my mom drive me up to the hospital a little bit later to find out that my skull was fine and nothing was broken or anything. Nothing was wrong with my head “THANK GOD”. After hitting my head with a cue ball the kid only gave me a $1.00 worth of game room tokens… Which was not worth it compared to the damage it had on me.

            Some people have nicknames based on their looks, personality and all that sort of stuff. Well, my nickname does not come from any of that. My nickname comes from the event that I just shared with you. My nickname is CUEBALL and still is today. This whole thing happened more than three years ago and everybody still remembers my name as “cue ball”. I used to get very annoyed by it, but now I think it is kind of cool. That ends my story today. Hope you all enjoyed my story of how my nickname became “CUEBALL”.

Have a Good Day

Signed,

Cue Ball

P.S.  Please becareful playing pool with friends, you never know when they will be stupid enough to get you hit with a cue ball