Ward's Laws #1965

I was President of the Industrial Arts Club in high school.  At least, that is, until I started wielding my new found powers with impunity.  I guess I shouldn’t have referred to everyone else in the club as peons, but my godlike status did require a certain measure of respect.  After my three-day rule I was promptly overthrown in a bloody coup by the rest of the club.  That’s how I became the first President of PIASA to be impeached.