Recreation Teacher trouble

anybody got some trouble with their teacher

I know i do:

We are talking about some stupid math problem in class and i asked the teacher if i could go to the restroom after she had finished since i had been holding it all day and she says no.

and i have no problem with that you know
(at this point it hurts)

now my friend also asks and she says no

now the class kiss up asks and she says yes

these requests are all 2min in between

 

This class was a blast, but I somehow got on this teachers wrong side, and from the things your gonna read, that's not very wise.

Our criminal law teacher was this big time lawyer, god only knows why he teaches at our school. I don't know what the heck was up with him. That was one crazy mofo. I (unfortunatly) started class a week late, that sucker (the teacher) got me in front of the class, had me empty my pockets, put my hands up against the wall like I was under arrest and had a class mate go through my backpack looking for drugs, weapons, dirty magazines and other stuff. Also I couldn't sit down till I told him what the fourth ammendment was. Needless to say, I was up there a while until one of my friends busted me out of there. After I sat down, he called us all wusses, wimps and other names because none of us that he checked had anything interesting on us (it seems on the first day, he went through half the class just for the hell of it). Fortunatly, I got to see one of my buddies who got transferred in get "the treatment" and we (the class) gave out a lotta laughs.

Thats not all, oh no. He critisized stupid court case papers and their writers in front of the entire class (he said I wrote like a judge. Is that good or bad?). When we forget our homework, he would get the dry erase marker and draw a mustach/beard or both on us (gave me the damn "Foo man choo"). God forbit you should fall asleep in that class and be noticed (one guy always got away with it). Some dude in the front row dozed off during a boring day, so the teacher got one of those wooden yard sticks, took a full swing and cracked it on his..... desk (were you thinking different?). I never saw someone jump that high with a desk attached . He also would spontainiously call us "Little s***s, Little F***ers" and other comments (it was all in good humor though). In some ironic twist, I remember him being a proctor for one of our freshman finals. He was mean! and called us tons of (at the time) nasty stuff. One guy ran out of ink during the test and asked if he could get another one. The teacher said "NO" and told him that he was supposed to get everything he needed at the beginning of the test and since he didn't, that was just too f***in bad. I remember saying after I left the room "I don't know who the hell that was, but i'm never gonna take that b******'s class." Well, its funny how things end up a few years later....

Now you may be asking how this all happened? Heres two words that will explain it all. "Private School."
It was lots of fun tho and everyone got the same treatment from that guy.

 

I did. Then I got a new one

My old German teacher is a world class ***. He couldn't teach if his life depended on it (proof: the 4th yr teacher openly admits the fool's worthlessness, and knows that with the exception of pronunciation, we learned nothing in the previous 3 yrs).
To top it off, he goes out of his way to piss people off. He has created a yearly quota of JUGs (Justice Under God = detention) he tries to meet. He's gotten good at it.
Ooh, anecdote as well! My homework was completed in a fashion that made being a lefty less of a hassle. When the mirroring was caught, the baka decided that giving me a zero for homework over that quarter would be a good idea. It rather obviously angered me. I'm was 250 pounds of "don't-piss-me-off-for-the-sake-of-your-life" at the time, and he egged me on regardless. I threw my binder at my desk which he though was hilliarious (I was trying not to aim for his head). He nearly flunked me for the quarter, but a quick trip to the assistant principal (my former football coach) straightened that rat's a** right out.

 

justice under god?
lol

 

It's not just us. Some of the other schools in our area have JUGs too.

 

WE have this creepy PE teacher at school who thinks he is the master of everything female. He likes to get all the girls together and well, this is a typical conversation.
"Sir, I have a headache - can I get a drink?"
"Oh, ok sure, because I understand these kinds of things. Female problems huh? *wink wink*"
"Um, no, I just - "
"No look, it's ok! I am a big enough man to talk about these kinds of things. What is wrong with society these days! We shouldn't have to skip around these topics as if they are abnormal or something. YOU ARE ALL COMPLETLEY NORMAL, girls, don't forget that."
"Can I go now-"
"-I mean, if you ever need me to help you out or anything, I WILL BE THERE. Like THAT! *snaps fingers* Do you need me to get a female teacher?"
"NO!!! I just -"
"I am completley comfortable with the female body girls, ok? I KNOW what goes on...EVERYTHING that goes on..." *stares at chest and stomach of victim for 3 minutes* "You may go now."

Victim leaves classroom with red face and pounding head.

I HATE HIM! baka!

 

Sounds like an evil teacher to me... Grab some soup, a bit of assorted grass, a human head in a jar, and some salt.

Meet me at UPS headquarters at 0200 hours!

nnioR~

 

I just cant help but laugh at that.

I remember this one Religion teacher I had who would check out every girl in the class. Bloody disgusting.

 

EEEeeeUUUuuu
What a *CrEePy* Teacher :glazed:

 

I got some Teacher Problems when I was in 6th Grade.. A while ago.. This teacher didnt like me from Day 1. She always picked that one student she would harass for all year. Though lots of parents went to see the Director and it was really her last chance... She was so always acusing me of everything that when it was someone else's fault, she yelled "SEBASTIEN" and looked at that person. Mom had to go see her every week. The good thing in all that is when she annoyed me I just insulted her.. or replied sarcastically. She couldnt do anything about it cuz if she went to the principal about it mom would just tell all those meetings she had with that teacher and what she did.. It wasnt half bad, It's in that year I really learned to be sarcastic

Sorcyness

 

6th grade religion class: flunked.

Not because I did poorly on tests (avg: 96%)
Not because I missed homework (completion: 100%)

Simply because I admitted that I was not Catholic.

 

You have no idea :glazed:

Think I've already mentioned thgis once b4, gbut my 6th grade teacher was this old woman who *hated* girls. With a passion. Why? I'll never know - you can never understand the inner workings of a old teacher's mind.

Anyway, she hated me all year just coz I spilled craft glue all over her but on the first day of school. But it was all worth it in the end - that's now a school ledgend, passed down from one generation to the next to those who are worthy. Well, everyone knows my name anyway!

 

we had this sport teacher who would always check out the girls, and stare at theyre breasts and stuff.
Then, one day, a bunch of years 10 and 11 bashed him.
anywayz........
i dont like it when teachers try to make friends with me. it really hurts when you cant hand in an assignment or something, and they give u such a dissapointed look, cause they thought u were a good kid.
also, our geo teacher. gives me the s***s. always patronising us. he thinks he is tops s***s, and when someone dissagrees, he ****ing skitzes it. and he has mood swings often. one second he is screaming, next second he is all calm, and ****. oh and he screams into your face, and his breath is bad. and he spits. bloody dickhead.

 

I hope that teacher gets fired then. Religious bias has no place anywhere, let alone in the hearts of authority figures.

 

It's a Catholic gradeschool (read: reason and sense DO NOT APPLY)



I hated that damn hole in the *** of the planet.

 

Though I never actually been to any catholic school before, I have a friend who been to one, got kicked out the first day of school.

He didn't tell in me full detail but from what he told me, first he fell asleep while the teacher was lecturing, woke him up tapping at the leg of his desk. He called her a "****ing wrinkled up *****" for waking him up. But that wasn't the reason for his expulsion. Afterwards the headmaster sent him to apologize to the teacher cause of his rude behavior, but before he was able to say anything, she told him "God will never love you!" so he responded by saying "Well god can suck my 6 inch **** for all I care!" Couple days later I saw him in my Vietnam class, and there he told me this story, couldn't stop laughing for several minutes...

But enough of my friends trouble with teachers, here's one out of few hundred troubles I had with teachers.

he most recent one was probably with my former English teacher. Everyone hated her, everyone I knew, and some I had no ****ing clue who they were, but none the less, everyone hated her. She would tell us to write a 2 to 3 page essay during the duration of the class (one Hour) at level 3 writing (She has 3 level of writing, level 1 was brainstorming writing, it can be crappy. level 2 we have to take our level 1 writing and fix it up ourselves has to look like a B- to A- paper, and level 3, has to be perfect no grammar error, no run-ons etc.). If she found any error she would tell us to write one for homework at least 3 pages long or the latter (if 3 to 4 pages, homework would be 4 pages at least) She was a ****ing pain. Well one day I got bored, and started writing **** on a piece of paper, and one thing I wrote was "Grab your gun and cap someone." I stupidly left that paper on the ground, not thinking anyone would take it seriously. Apparently, my ****ing teacher thought I was threatening to kill her. I got suspended for 1 and a half month because of that ****ing *****.

 

Last semester, I had a 70 year old S.O.B for a math teacher. He bragged about his S.U.V., yelled at us and called us failures, gave us constant pep-talks and told us we would go nowhere in life. One day, I wore a kilt to class with a blouse. (We have uniforms at my school. I have the option, as a female student to wear navy blue slacks, blue kilts or blue skirts and blouses or golf shirts.) As I walked back from solving a math problem on the board, that bastard commented, in front of the whole class (co-ed, and this class was full of idiots) on how nice my legs looked in the kilt and how short it was. The blouse I was wearing that day was a wee bit too tight in the chest for me, and he noticed this before I even did and told me to undo my blouse even lower! THE ****ING PERVERT!!!!!

He failed me. I swear, if I get him next year, I will jump out of the window. His classroom is on the third floor.

 

I was in math class and we have those calculators that have those laser things so you can send messages to each other, so i was talking to one of my friends and i typed 'lets go **** him!' and i by-accidently send it to my teacher...

 

And I thought I had it bad!!!!!!
Did you slap that guy upside the head?
Did you report him?
Did you get any guys to gang bash him?
Did you nearly vomit?
Sure as hell know I would've!

In swimming class one day the same teacher I was talking about before asked for a volunteer to come forth so he could show everyone the proper way to do sidestroke kick. Of course everyone there shrunk back as far as they could into the cement stairs in revoltion.
So he proceeds to pick me out of a class of 35 people (I'm cursed), grabs my leg, runs his hand all over it and asks if i use moisuriser daily because, "Oh, they're just so smooth, hon."

And i vomited right on his cheap $2 too-tight coffee-and-who-knows-what-the-hell-else-stained shirt.
Well not really. I blushed and sat down. But the idea was there he he! :shy3:

 

No, didn't do anything like that, but at the school mass last week he tried to shake my hand with a creepy smile on his face and I smacked his hand away and said "No."
The entire school hates him anyway. *laughs and points at the teacher*
I just plan to sneak into the science labs, get some diluted hydrochloric acid and slip it in his coffee, then get the remains of some animals from a bioligy class and put the cat, pig, ect. guts in his breifcase and shoes. HA HA HA HA HA HA HA TAKE THAT YOU BASTARD!!!