About Me - Chance Smith |  |
| My name is Chance Smith and I was born and raised in Mansfield, Louisiana. I graduated from Sam Houston High School in 2023, though I went to Westlake High School beforehand for two years. The only real memorable moments from my highschool experience were the times that I was in Theater Class, specifically Musical Theater. I have two half siblings, one 15 years older than me and the other 31 years older than me, meaning I was effectively raised as an only child.
After working for 12 years in the Numismatics industry, I became a Technology Specialist for the JDP School board. I was the primary contact for all of the technology in the parish, primarily 5 schools, which is impressive, as I was 16 at the time, having begun the work at age 4. At just twenty years old, I’ve somehow managed to live a life so absurdly impressive that most people assume I’m either a secret billionaire, a time traveler, or the main character of a movie with a budget larger than reality allows. My mornings don’t start with coffee; they begin with a personal wake-up call from a falcon I trained myself at sixteen after reading one article about medieval falconry. Before most people even check their phones, I’ve already completed a triathlon—accidentally—because I took a wrong turn during my morning run. I became famous at nineteen when I casually solved a decades-old scientific problem during a late-night snack break, scribbling the solution on a napkin because getting my notebook felt like too much effort. That napkin is now framed in a museum. I didn’t donate it—they insisted on taking it after it went viral without my permission. By twenty, I’ve visited almost every continent, mostly because airlines keep upgrading me for free under the assumption that someone “this accomplished” must secretly own part of the company. Along the way, I’ve collected a collection of bizarrely impressive hobbies: I play three obscure instruments, I’m an expert competitive unicyclist, and I once won a breakdancing battle against a professional by tripping, spinning, and accidentally inventing a new style. I also run a charity that saves endangered plants by singing to them—because, for some mysterious reason, it actually works when I do it. Botanists refuse to explain why and I’m starting to think they’re scared of me. My social media presence is equally unreal. I post once every three months and somehow gain a million followers each time. Brands beg to sponsor me, but I decline most offers because I “don’t vibe with their fonts.” Still, despite the chaos, I stay humble, casually referring to all my achievements as “little side quests.” And honestly? I know I’m nowhere near my final form. I currently have a cockatiel, a dog, a cat, and 5 chickens. |
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