So here's one. There was a dude a couple years ahead of me in school. Freaky looking guy. Not good freaky. Ugly freaky. Basically the school freak. So he graduates, free at last, and the next year he is still in the school, now working as a janitor.
You could get a job anywhere and you make a point of working in the one place that was hell for you. Oh hi Bruce. You didn't bring a gun in today, I hope. fuuuuuuuck