I also attended Quigley Preparatory Seminary in Chicago. People don't believe me when I tell 'em that the priest/gym teacher didn't allow upperclassman to wear trunks to swim class—really—so it's nice to have some backup. But that wasn't the craziest thing about Quigley. This was: there were two young priests in their twenties, both kinda hot, who did nothing all day but spank high school boys. Their official titles/job descriptions: disciplinarians. It was written on the door to their office: disciplinarians. Quigley's disciplinarians would sit in their office all day and wait for other priests to send misbehaving teenage boys down to for a little discipline.
Nice work if you can get it, huh?