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anyone ever have a teacher flip out?
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Black88GTA
Diamond Member
In 8th grade, we had a computer teacher that was kind of nuts and had a short temper. Imagine a 400lb Janet Reno lookalike who turns beet red and screams at the top of her lungs for a good 5 minutes (at least) at the class at least once a week. Got the image? Good.
Now, my graduating class was known far and wide as being troublemakers. Somewhere in the first couple months of the year, it became cool to steal the balls out of the mice in the computer lab. This goes on for a few weeks, then an impromptu assembly is called in the auditorium for the entire 8th grade. She gets up on the podium, obviously pissed off. She starts talking about the problems with the computer lab, and builds up into a beet red foaming-at-the-mouth rage. The entire class is sort of snickering, but trying their hardest to hide it (she looked really funny when she was yelling). I glanced over at some of the other teachers, and they were all stifling grins as well. One teacher even got up and left because he couldn't hold it 😀.
Anyway, after raging at us for a good 30 minutes (she was on a roll) she held up a giant Ziploc bag full of mice. She says "DO YOU SEE THIS? THESE MICE HAVE NO BALLS!" :Q The entire class just stared for a couple seconds, then someone laughed....and that was it. You just can't say something like that to a room full of 150 8th graders and get away with it. The ENTIRE auditorium was absolutely in tears, just roaring with laughter. She was SO pissed. I don't think any of the teachers in there could hold it either - every one of them that I saw was looking the other way and dying laughing. She ended up storming off the podium, and one of the other teachers called a hasty end to that assembly. I don't think I've laughed so hard since.
Now, my graduating class was known far and wide as being troublemakers. Somewhere in the first couple months of the year, it became cool to steal the balls out of the mice in the computer lab. This goes on for a few weeks, then an impromptu assembly is called in the auditorium for the entire 8th grade. She gets up on the podium, obviously pissed off. She starts talking about the problems with the computer lab, and builds up into a beet red foaming-at-the-mouth rage. The entire class is sort of snickering, but trying their hardest to hide it (she looked really funny when she was yelling). I glanced over at some of the other teachers, and they were all stifling grins as well. One teacher even got up and left because he couldn't hold it 😀.
Anyway, after raging at us for a good 30 minutes (she was on a roll) she held up a giant Ziploc bag full of mice. She says "DO YOU SEE THIS? THESE MICE HAVE NO BALLS!" :Q The entire class just stared for a couple seconds, then someone laughed....and that was it. You just can't say something like that to a room full of 150 8th graders and get away with it. The ENTIRE auditorium was absolutely in tears, just roaring with laughter. She was SO pissed. I don't think any of the teachers in there could hold it either - every one of them that I saw was looking the other way and dying laughing. She ended up storming off the podium, and one of the other teachers called a hasty end to that assembly. I don't think I've laughed so hard since.
Hayabusa Rider
Admin Emeritus & Elite Member
Ahh, I remember jr high in inner city Philly...
Mike Finnegan pulled a knife on a teacher who had been giving him a tough time. Unfortunately for Mike, this guy was known as "the enforcer". He had some kind of military training, we never just knew what, but he let a can of whoop-ass on Mike and broke his arm and collar bone. Mike went away for a while after that. It was all quite remarkable to watch.
Mike Finnegan pulled a knife on a teacher who had been giving him a tough time. Unfortunately for Mike, this guy was known as "the enforcer". He had some kind of military training, we never just knew what, but he let a can of whoop-ass on Mike and broke his arm and collar bone. Mike went away for a while after that. It was all quite remarkable to watch.
Scouzer
Lifer
Hmm...
8th Grade - Math teacher has a 'nervous breakdown' halfway through the year. Turns out he just took 8 months off to remodel his house. Replacement teacher is roughly 24 with an ultra quiet voice. Math class becomes play cards, strip poker, and just general chatting time. I don't think I handed in a single assignment after the regular math teacher left. My math marks were 80-85's before this guy, and I've never caught up to this day. Grade 11 now, with 70's in Math.
10th Grade - Guy beside me in computer lab needs to goto the CBC Website (Canadian Broadcast Assc.) no big deal, right? So he types in cbc.com, and since the computers are horribly slow, turns to a friend and talks. He looks back, and its some funky Korean website (its not anymore but it looked like a legit business site) and our substitute computer teacher comes up and notices the Korean-- AND A LANGUAGE PACK DOWNLOADING! THE HUMANITY! She instantly (no joke) begins accusing Shane of TERRORISM and his internet access privilidges will be revoked immediately. Shane wasn't one to fight, so I immediately freaked and I'm like 'What the hell, its a freaking language pack from MICROSOFT'. She continues on 'THIS ENTIRE ROW WILL LOSE THEIR INTERNET ACCESS PRIVILIDGES!!! YOU ARE NOT ALLOWED TO DOWNLOAD ON SCHOOL COMPUTERS!!! YOU ARE COMMITTING A TERRORIST ACTIVITY' etc. etc. After a huge screaming argument between her and I in which the entire class stopped talking, she got on the phone with the tech support for the teachers. Of course, they call supported my side of the argument. So she stopped being so insane but still made the comments like 'I don't want to see you guys doing that again' etc. I filed a complaint against her for no more teaching computers. It was promptly discarded.
Grade 11
This one's just amusing. We had a sub in German and our class was being really loud and rowdy. She was quiet and lacked any disciplinary ability. So, apparently, twice she called downstairs to the Principal's office and said, I quote "THE CLASS IS RIOTING! THE CLASS IS RIOTING! HELP! SEND AN ADMINSTRATOR!' haha...she also wrote a note for our regular German teacher stating 'I WILL NEVER SUB FOR YOU AGAIN.' Oh, no administrator ever came by the way. We were told by our very angry German teacher the next day.
8th Grade - Math teacher has a 'nervous breakdown' halfway through the year. Turns out he just took 8 months off to remodel his house. Replacement teacher is roughly 24 with an ultra quiet voice. Math class becomes play cards, strip poker, and just general chatting time. I don't think I handed in a single assignment after the regular math teacher left. My math marks were 80-85's before this guy, and I've never caught up to this day. Grade 11 now, with 70's in Math.
10th Grade - Guy beside me in computer lab needs to goto the CBC Website (Canadian Broadcast Assc.) no big deal, right? So he types in cbc.com, and since the computers are horribly slow, turns to a friend and talks. He looks back, and its some funky Korean website (its not anymore but it looked like a legit business site) and our substitute computer teacher comes up and notices the Korean-- AND A LANGUAGE PACK DOWNLOADING! THE HUMANITY! She instantly (no joke) begins accusing Shane of TERRORISM and his internet access privilidges will be revoked immediately. Shane wasn't one to fight, so I immediately freaked and I'm like 'What the hell, its a freaking language pack from MICROSOFT'. She continues on 'THIS ENTIRE ROW WILL LOSE THEIR INTERNET ACCESS PRIVILIDGES!!! YOU ARE NOT ALLOWED TO DOWNLOAD ON SCHOOL COMPUTERS!!! YOU ARE COMMITTING A TERRORIST ACTIVITY' etc. etc. After a huge screaming argument between her and I in which the entire class stopped talking, she got on the phone with the tech support for the teachers. Of course, they call supported my side of the argument. So she stopped being so insane but still made the comments like 'I don't want to see you guys doing that again' etc. I filed a complaint against her for no more teaching computers. It was promptly discarded.
Grade 11
This one's just amusing. We had a sub in German and our class was being really loud and rowdy. She was quiet and lacked any disciplinary ability. So, apparently, twice she called downstairs to the Principal's office and said, I quote "THE CLASS IS RIOTING! THE CLASS IS RIOTING! HELP! SEND AN ADMINSTRATOR!' haha...she also wrote a note for our regular German teacher stating 'I WILL NEVER SUB FOR YOU AGAIN.' Oh, no administrator ever came by the way. We were told by our very angry German teacher the next day.
Grade 4 - The class was arranged so the desks were in groups of 4. Our teacher was this guy who had a crazy temper, one day he got so mad at this group of kids that went to their group and flipped all 4 desks over with them in it. He also threw this kid into the wall after the kid was jerkin around.
Grade 6 - We had this french teacher who was cute, but just a little off. We had those desks with the plastic chairs, so if you farted it would reverb loudly and the class would laugh. Well she decided to kick you out of the class if you farted. At one point there were 7 of us sitting out in the hall.
Grade 7 - We had this teacher who would sit on the corner of her desk and rock back and forth. With the corner of the desk being in her nether regions.
Grade 10 - My english was a goof. He had two star trek action figures on his desk and every day I would put them in different sexual positions. He'd lose his mind and just start freaking out.
Grade 6 - We had this french teacher who was cute, but just a little off. We had those desks with the plastic chairs, so if you farted it would reverb loudly and the class would laugh. Well she decided to kick you out of the class if you farted. At one point there were 7 of us sitting out in the hall.
Grade 7 - We had this teacher who would sit on the corner of her desk and rock back and forth. With the corner of the desk being in her nether regions.
Grade 10 - My english was a goof. He had two star trek action figures on his desk and every day I would put them in different sexual positions. He'd lose his mind and just start freaking out.
AgaBoogaBoo
Lifer
In 3rd grade my teacher had diabetes and wasn't watching her blood pressure. I don't remember exactly what caused it, but probably mixed with a little PMS, she got mad at something very minor and threw a boombox against the side wall with large plastic cabinets against the wall then got down and cried.
Another teacher this year got mad at a student for asking a stupid question and told him to shut the fvck up. He's a pretty cool teacher, rebels against whatever he feels like too, but follows most rules so he doesn't get in trouble. For those who know me, it's my comp. sci. teacher. 😀
Oh, in 7th grade my social studies teacher decided to have a guest speaker come in one day when we were told we will have a test. I had the class first period and he told us to tell all the other students it was a really hard test and all so obviously everyone did because they were glad there was no test. Right after that period a girl I was speaking with asked me how it was, I told her really hard but then started laughing. She asked why I was laughing and then I explained it to her. Next period, he finds out I told her because she told some of her friends in the same period and he pulled me out of english class to talk to me. He yelled a little to the point where all the other students in other classes nearby were laughing because they had the class later that day 😀
Another teacher this year got mad at a student for asking a stupid question and told him to shut the fvck up. He's a pretty cool teacher, rebels against whatever he feels like too, but follows most rules so he doesn't get in trouble. For those who know me, it's my comp. sci. teacher. 😀
Oh, in 7th grade my social studies teacher decided to have a guest speaker come in one day when we were told we will have a test. I had the class first period and he told us to tell all the other students it was a really hard test and all so obviously everyone did because they were glad there was no test. Right after that period a girl I was speaking with asked me how it was, I told her really hard but then started laughing. She asked why I was laughing and then I explained it to her. Next period, he finds out I told her because she told some of her friends in the same period and he pulled me out of english class to talk to me. He yelled a little to the point where all the other students in other classes nearby were laughing because they had the class later that day 😀
junior year of highschool, US History 2. I had one of those laid-back history profs who spent most of the class period talking about his childhood, and how he remembered the things we were discussing in class (WW2, Vietnam, etc... he was in his late 60's; I went to a private school, so a lot of our teachers were retired public school teachers who were only teaching a class or two each). on one of the test days, one of the guys (a senior who was already failing the class) cut class. the teacher threw his coffee cup at the blackboard (carving a pretty big hole where it hit) and flipped over the podium; he then proceeded to walk across the entire school grounds until he found this kid playing basketball. we didn't follow the teacher, but from what I heard from the guys he was playing b-ball with, the teacher yelled at him for a good 15 minutes about how he's running the risk of not graduating and ruining his chances to get into anything other than a community college.
senior year of high school, I had another teacher flip out on us. I was taking a semester-long course where we did nothing but study the works of John Steinbeck. the teacher was a vietnam vet (also happened to be the head of the english department in the school). toward the end of the semester, there was a "small" explosion in the chem lab that was above our classroom, and the fire alarm went off. this teacher went into a vietnam flashback. scariest thing I'd ever seen. he was totally freaking out. he was out for the rest of the week... the dean of the school gave us all a long speach about how we shouldn't even mention what happened to the teacher after he came back.
last experience was senior year of college... I may have instigated this one a little bit 😉 it was a 400 level English class, and because of that, there were only about 10 of us in the class; not only that, but these were 10 people that I'd been friends with for the past 4 years, since we were all senior English majors. we'd all been in 50% eachother's classes since freshman year, and we'd all had this professor at least twice before. it all made for a pretty relaxed atmosphere.
one day, the professor walks in carrying Tristram Shandy (18th Century English novel... awful book; I had to write a 10 page paper on in sophomore year, so I have a special hatred for it).
Me: Dr. Hicks, why are you carrying around the godawful book?
Dr. Hicks: it's a great book. I'm going to be making the freshman read it for Freshman Comp 2 in the fall.
Me: *starts laughing* dude, I had trouble with that book as a sophomore English major... you're going to make freshman rec majors read it? your such an a$shole *still laughing*
Dr. Hicks: *chucks the hard-covered book at my head*
senior year of high school, I had another teacher flip out on us. I was taking a semester-long course where we did nothing but study the works of John Steinbeck. the teacher was a vietnam vet (also happened to be the head of the english department in the school). toward the end of the semester, there was a "small" explosion in the chem lab that was above our classroom, and the fire alarm went off. this teacher went into a vietnam flashback. scariest thing I'd ever seen. he was totally freaking out. he was out for the rest of the week... the dean of the school gave us all a long speach about how we shouldn't even mention what happened to the teacher after he came back.
last experience was senior year of college... I may have instigated this one a little bit 😉 it was a 400 level English class, and because of that, there were only about 10 of us in the class; not only that, but these were 10 people that I'd been friends with for the past 4 years, since we were all senior English majors. we'd all been in 50% eachother's classes since freshman year, and we'd all had this professor at least twice before. it all made for a pretty relaxed atmosphere.
one day, the professor walks in carrying Tristram Shandy (18th Century English novel... awful book; I had to write a 10 page paper on in sophomore year, so I have a special hatred for it).
Me: Dr. Hicks, why are you carrying around the godawful book?
Dr. Hicks: it's a great book. I'm going to be making the freshman read it for Freshman Comp 2 in the fall.
Me: *starts laughing* dude, I had trouble with that book as a sophomore English major... you're going to make freshman rec majors read it? your such an a$shole *still laughing*
Dr. Hicks: *chucks the hard-covered book at my head*
bump for a fun thread to read. Keep 'em coming!
One time in my 10th grade english class, the teacher just got enraged with us. I was reading a book oblivious to the class, but i guess some people weren't paying attention and it pissed him off. The teacher was like 6' 270lbs, and he slams the cover of his big book closed making this loud sound, yells something about us not paying attention, then stomps out of the classroom. The funny part is he wants to slam the door but it has one of those arm things at the top to slowly close the door by itself. He obviously knows this, so when he gets outside, the puts both hand on the door and shoves as hard as he can and after a few seconds, the door is closed with a loud whump!. The class is dead silent for the rest of it, one 11th grader saw the teacher storming down the hall and cursing, and came in to tell us how funny and amazing that was. He was the nicest and one of the best english teachers, he only flipped out like that once.
One time in my 10th grade english class, the teacher just got enraged with us. I was reading a book oblivious to the class, but i guess some people weren't paying attention and it pissed him off. The teacher was like 6' 270lbs, and he slams the cover of his big book closed making this loud sound, yells something about us not paying attention, then stomps out of the classroom. The funny part is he wants to slam the door but it has one of those arm things at the top to slowly close the door by itself. He obviously knows this, so when he gets outside, the puts both hand on the door and shoves as hard as he can and after a few seconds, the door is closed with a loud whump!. The class is dead silent for the rest of it, one 11th grader saw the teacher storming down the hall and cursing, and came in to tell us how funny and amazing that was. He was the nicest and one of the best english teachers, he only flipped out like that once.
I'll give detail on some of the band ones...
In marching band in 9th grade (freshman year) we had two instructors. One was bad cop and the other was worse cop. All in all they were very good, we won every event we went to that year, but, they defintely had attitude problems.
Anyway, on one practice before a major competition that year one of my friends was called out because he farked up. Basically after the part we were practicing was done the instructor, from the 50' high tower called his name and started going off, calling him an f-in this and idiot/dumbass/etc because he missed his marks a few times.
Everyone was standing there at attention the whole time, but mostly in shock I think because he hadn't ever gone off like that before.
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Another time, a few years later, different instructor (we had 3 different instructors over the 4 years I was there) got all po'd one day, supposedly because some folks were messing up their parts during class/rehersal. Some people obviously hadn't practiced (it was HS band, clearly not everyone cared about it) and he just got tired of it, basically yelled at everyone and went into his office and slammed the door shut. We'd only been in class like 5mins and we sat there like idiots for a while wondering wtf we should do, wondering if he was going to come out. Eventually people started talking and we just farked around for a while. Some folks even practiced... heh, I guess it worked.
In marching band in 9th grade (freshman year) we had two instructors. One was bad cop and the other was worse cop. All in all they were very good, we won every event we went to that year, but, they defintely had attitude problems.
Anyway, on one practice before a major competition that year one of my friends was called out because he farked up. Basically after the part we were practicing was done the instructor, from the 50' high tower called his name and started going off, calling him an f-in this and idiot/dumbass/etc because he missed his marks a few times.
Everyone was standing there at attention the whole time, but mostly in shock I think because he hadn't ever gone off like that before.
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Another time, a few years later, different instructor (we had 3 different instructors over the 4 years I was there) got all po'd one day, supposedly because some folks were messing up their parts during class/rehersal. Some people obviously hadn't practiced (it was HS band, clearly not everyone cared about it) and he just got tired of it, basically yelled at everyone and went into his office and slammed the door shut. We'd only been in class like 5mins and we sat there like idiots for a while wondering wtf we should do, wondering if he was going to come out. Eventually people started talking and we just farked around for a while. Some folks even practiced... heh, I guess it worked.
WinkOsmosis
Banned
I had a teacher throw a chair.
Mith, CraigRT, Ulfwald, those were good, but you people just don't have very many good stories. No offense. 😀
I have to preface this with saying that we really were nice kids, we just liked to mess around a bit too much. Here are some stories:
We were in a class with a substitute and were given time to work on homework or talk - obviously we chose the latter - and were being a little loud. Not bad. So one kid is in a folding chair, leaning back, and he falls. The teacher jumped up and YELLED, "You goddamm kids have no respect!!" and ran out balling like crazy! We ALWAYS got her to cry (this is in grade school). We had a better than 50% chance of getting her to cry any time she was the sub. After the seconed time she cried, we tried to get her to cry. She left the room crying no less than a dozen times throughout grade school.
The best part is, years later, her son ran against my dad in an election for State Representative. They ran a TOTALLY low-life, dirty campaign. Three weeks before the election, we get a letter from the Republican party saying that they will have the results of his background check soon (they just automatically dig up dirt on people, both parties do it). My dad, sends this teacher, her son, and the Republican party a letter telling them to knock it off and apologizing to this woman and her son for it ever happening. Three days before the election they run radio and print ads about how my dad is trying to dig up any dirt on him that he can just to win. My dad countered very well if I do say so myself. 😉 Needless to say, after that election (we won a landslide) and all the grief they put my dad through, it was comforting to know that I put that woman through the worst hell of her life every time she entered my classroom.
Another time, I was fighting with a kid on the playground. The P.E. teacher comes over and tried to persuade us to stop. We all hated this guy, but he managed to be a total pr*ck and still not maintain any control whatsoever. So he's saying, "Come on guys, knock it off," and at the same time, kids that are watching us are pushing him and what not. Then all of a sudden they decide it would be fun to have someone get down on all fours behind him and have someone push him over. So they do this. That gets a big laugh. Then - mind you, I'm still punching this guy I'm fighting with - they decide to start kicking him while he's down. Now they're only like 12, but they're putting all they have into it. He's kind of laughing at first, tring to play it off like it doesn't hurt, but I can see him wincing too. Long story short, the next day he's not at school. The next day we get called into the principal's office. She has been told that we were fighting by this teacher. I'm used to getting off the hook for fighting (I was the fat kid back then, so I was only fighting the bully that wouldn't leave me alone), so actually being yelled at was strange to me. Then the principal says something to the effect of, "Do you know what your fight caused?" She proceeded to tell us that the reason this teacher wasn't at school was because he had a dislocated shoulder and a cracked rib. Whoops.
Another time, our music teacher shows our class a short video, and afterwards a kid in class (a really nice guy, mind you) is disagreeing with something in the film saying it's not true. We're in like 6th or 7th grade at this point. So she says, "No, in fact the film is correct." So he disagrees with her again and she kind of turns her head to the side. Then she starts grabbing her stuff frantically and starts walking out of class. He gets up to apologize and she spins around at him and yells, "HOW DARE YOU CALL ME A LIAR?!?! and storms out of the room. He can't help but chuckle a little at this, but is still trying to apologize and follows her into the hall. Then she starts yelling at him in the hall and the principal (who heard the yelling from her office WAY down the hall) comes down, and she yells at him as well, "WHAT DID YOU DO?!" because our music teacher is really nice, and we'd never seen her act like this before. Then he's still laughing and trying to apoloigize and getting yelled at. We found out later that she had head problems, but this was the first time we heard anything from her.
Man, I have a million more, but that's enough for now. Oh, and I think crazy German teachers are a staple everywhere.
Edit: Oh, I HAVE to mention one more thing. Just to prove our superiority in having teachers freaking out, I will give a quick stat. In grade school, we had basically the same kids throughout (typical), but we were always semi-randomly split between two homeroom teachers every year. Every single year - grades 1 - 8 - one of the two teachers left after we were done with them. You'd think that they'd start leaving BEFORE we got to them, but they didn't. I guess they always felt that they could handle it better than their successors. They came, they saw, we conquered.
I have to preface this with saying that we really were nice kids, we just liked to mess around a bit too much. Here are some stories:
We were in a class with a substitute and were given time to work on homework or talk - obviously we chose the latter - and were being a little loud. Not bad. So one kid is in a folding chair, leaning back, and he falls. The teacher jumped up and YELLED, "You goddamm kids have no respect!!" and ran out balling like crazy! We ALWAYS got her to cry (this is in grade school). We had a better than 50% chance of getting her to cry any time she was the sub. After the seconed time she cried, we tried to get her to cry. She left the room crying no less than a dozen times throughout grade school.
The best part is, years later, her son ran against my dad in an election for State Representative. They ran a TOTALLY low-life, dirty campaign. Three weeks before the election, we get a letter from the Republican party saying that they will have the results of his background check soon (they just automatically dig up dirt on people, both parties do it). My dad, sends this teacher, her son, and the Republican party a letter telling them to knock it off and apologizing to this woman and her son for it ever happening. Three days before the election they run radio and print ads about how my dad is trying to dig up any dirt on him that he can just to win. My dad countered very well if I do say so myself. 😉 Needless to say, after that election (we won a landslide) and all the grief they put my dad through, it was comforting to know that I put that woman through the worst hell of her life every time she entered my classroom.
Another time, I was fighting with a kid on the playground. The P.E. teacher comes over and tried to persuade us to stop. We all hated this guy, but he managed to be a total pr*ck and still not maintain any control whatsoever. So he's saying, "Come on guys, knock it off," and at the same time, kids that are watching us are pushing him and what not. Then all of a sudden they decide it would be fun to have someone get down on all fours behind him and have someone push him over. So they do this. That gets a big laugh. Then - mind you, I'm still punching this guy I'm fighting with - they decide to start kicking him while he's down. Now they're only like 12, but they're putting all they have into it. He's kind of laughing at first, tring to play it off like it doesn't hurt, but I can see him wincing too. Long story short, the next day he's not at school. The next day we get called into the principal's office. She has been told that we were fighting by this teacher. I'm used to getting off the hook for fighting (I was the fat kid back then, so I was only fighting the bully that wouldn't leave me alone), so actually being yelled at was strange to me. Then the principal says something to the effect of, "Do you know what your fight caused?" She proceeded to tell us that the reason this teacher wasn't at school was because he had a dislocated shoulder and a cracked rib. Whoops.
Another time, our music teacher shows our class a short video, and afterwards a kid in class (a really nice guy, mind you) is disagreeing with something in the film saying it's not true. We're in like 6th or 7th grade at this point. So she says, "No, in fact the film is correct." So he disagrees with her again and she kind of turns her head to the side. Then she starts grabbing her stuff frantically and starts walking out of class. He gets up to apologize and she spins around at him and yells, "HOW DARE YOU CALL ME A LIAR?!?! and storms out of the room. He can't help but chuckle a little at this, but is still trying to apologize and follows her into the hall. Then she starts yelling at him in the hall and the principal (who heard the yelling from her office WAY down the hall) comes down, and she yells at him as well, "WHAT DID YOU DO?!" because our music teacher is really nice, and we'd never seen her act like this before. Then he's still laughing and trying to apoloigize and getting yelled at. We found out later that she had head problems, but this was the first time we heard anything from her.
Man, I have a million more, but that's enough for now. Oh, and I think crazy German teachers are a staple everywhere.
Edit: Oh, I HAVE to mention one more thing. Just to prove our superiority in having teachers freaking out, I will give a quick stat. In grade school, we had basically the same kids throughout (typical), but we were always semi-randomly split between two homeroom teachers every year. Every single year - grades 1 - 8 - one of the two teachers left after we were done with them. You'd think that they'd start leaving BEFORE we got to them, but they didn't. I guess they always felt that they could handle it better than their successors. They came, they saw, we conquered.
MrDudeMan
Lifer
in my AP physics class, we always used to mess with the teacher. he was new to the school, very educated, ex-submarine guy, and generally nice. well, being the idiot that i am, i would continue to talk after he told me to be quiet. i have an extremely easy to pick out voice since it is loud and deep, so one day he turned around and blew up. he said "im so tired of that fvcking nonstop talking! i just cant take this sh!t anymore!"
i was like ummmm and everyone turned around and looked at me (i was already in isolation in the back of the room at least 4 desks from the nearest person. i just kinda sunk in my chair and my best friend busted out laughing...so i got yanked from class and verbally bitch slapped. the next day, he said "sorry for the fit of rage. i get so passionate (sp?) about my work and he really pissed me off." he laughed and told me no one has pushed his buttons like that in a long time...i was like excellent...
i was like ummmm and everyone turned around and looked at me (i was already in isolation in the back of the room at least 4 desks from the nearest person. i just kinda sunk in my chair and my best friend busted out laughing...so i got yanked from class and verbally bitch slapped. the next day, he said "sorry for the fit of rage. i get so passionate (sp?) about my work and he really pissed me off." he laughed and told me no one has pushed his buttons like that in a long time...i was like excellent...
MrSmithers
Senior member
In high school we were pretty rowdy and made a lot of teachers do some crazy stuff. But the strangest thing I have seen was in college, I guess because I have this idea that college profs should be more professional than HS teachers.
I was in my stat320 class and we were taking our first exam. The first exam covered basic probability, and then all of the discrete distributiions (geometric, binomial, etc). Well, one of the questions was worded a little strange, so my friend who was sitting in the second row called him over to ask him about it. I don't remember the exact details, but the basic idea is that you couldn't tell from the question if something started on x day or after x day. Well, I guess my friend asked it too loud for his liking, and he just freaked, his eyes got really big, he yelled "WHY YOU....!!!" and drew his hand back like he was gonna backhand him, then it was like he came to and saw all of us staring at him, just kind of lowered his hand and sat down.
Later in the test, I was completed with my exam, and I was sitting in the back row against the back wall. I was relaxing in my desk, kind of just reading over my answers to make sure they made sense. All of a sudden, I hear him yelling "YOU, DOWN NOW!!" and running full speed towards me down the aisle. So I lower my test completely on my desk and he yells "NO, LOWER" so I lower it BELOW my desk and he just tells me to turn it in and get out. It was crazy, but I was too busy laughing to get mad or throw a fit. He was so mad that I left the room LMAO though....good times.
Smithers
I was in my stat320 class and we were taking our first exam. The first exam covered basic probability, and then all of the discrete distributiions (geometric, binomial, etc). Well, one of the questions was worded a little strange, so my friend who was sitting in the second row called him over to ask him about it. I don't remember the exact details, but the basic idea is that you couldn't tell from the question if something started on x day or after x day. Well, I guess my friend asked it too loud for his liking, and he just freaked, his eyes got really big, he yelled "WHY YOU....!!!" and drew his hand back like he was gonna backhand him, then it was like he came to and saw all of us staring at him, just kind of lowered his hand and sat down.
Later in the test, I was completed with my exam, and I was sitting in the back row against the back wall. I was relaxing in my desk, kind of just reading over my answers to make sure they made sense. All of a sudden, I hear him yelling "YOU, DOWN NOW!!" and running full speed towards me down the aisle. So I lower my test completely on my desk and he yells "NO, LOWER" so I lower it BELOW my desk and he just tells me to turn it in and get out. It was crazy, but I was too busy laughing to get mad or throw a fit. He was so mad that I left the room LMAO though....good times.
Smithers
I had a gym teacher who (unforuntately) quit last year...
In gym class, there was a dialog that went somethign like this:
Teacher: I'm gonna kill ya before I retire...that is my goal
Student: You can't...I have a black belt
Teacher: Yeah, but can you run from a gun?
heh, that guy was great. He is the only person that could pull that off, because people knew he was kidding. He did have a pretty mad temper though, and shared with us a story about when he was a full time teacher. A student pissed him off, so he grabbed a chair, and quote "threw it at him...i was aiming right between his eyes...but I missed. Damnit I wanted to kill that kid"
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In gym class, there was a dialog that went somethign like this:
Teacher: I'm gonna kill ya before I retire...that is my goal
Student: You can't...I have a black belt
Teacher: Yeah, but can you run from a gun?
heh, that guy was great. He is the only person that could pull that off, because people knew he was kidding. He did have a pretty mad temper though, and shared with us a story about when he was a full time teacher. A student pissed him off, so he grabbed a chair, and quote "threw it at him...i was aiming right between his eyes...but I missed. Damnit I wanted to kill that kid"
😀
After reading much of this thread I can only come to one conclusion:
Teachers can kill anyone they want (verbally)! Teachers give kids detention ALL the time and don't even think twice about it. These people are so crazy and awesome that they flip out ALL the time. I heard that there was this teacher who was eating at the cafeteria. And when some third grader dropped a spoon the teacher killed the whole class. My friend Mark said that he saw a teacher totally uppercut some kid just because the kid opened a window.
I think b/c of the fact that they flip out ALL the time, I think teachers are sooooooooooo sweet that I want to crap my pants. I can't believe it sometimes, but I feel it inside my heart. These people are totally awesome and that's a fact. Teachers are smart, smooth, cool, strong, powerful, and sweet. I can't wait to start practice teaching next year. I love teachers with all of my body (including my pee pee).
Teachers can kill anyone they want (verbally)! Teachers give kids detention ALL the time and don't even think twice about it. These people are so crazy and awesome that they flip out ALL the time. I heard that there was this teacher who was eating at the cafeteria. And when some third grader dropped a spoon the teacher killed the whole class. My friend Mark said that he saw a teacher totally uppercut some kid just because the kid opened a window.
I think b/c of the fact that they flip out ALL the time, I think teachers are sooooooooooo sweet that I want to crap my pants. I can't believe it sometimes, but I feel it inside my heart. These people are totally awesome and that's a fact. Teachers are smart, smooth, cool, strong, powerful, and sweet. I can't wait to start practice teaching next year. I love teachers with all of my body (including my pee pee).
thirtythree
Diamond Member
if you consider chasing a student around the room flipping out, then yes.
This is mostly a bump, but I'll put another story in here for good measure. I can't believe there aren't a million posts in this thread because this is a great topic.
There was a teacher in high school that everyone liked. He had black hair; a short, well-kempt, black beard; wore a black, leather jacket; and had a James Dean poster in his room. He taught detective lit. and film appreciation (reading detective novels and watching movies was an easy sell, so EVERYBODY wanted to take his class) and was hilarious, so everyone wanted his class. I had a BIG problem with sleeping in class in high school (worsened in college), and watching movies in film apprec. wasn't exactly the best way to keep me from sleeping. He didn't take well to that. I can't point to any one instance where he truly lost it, but he frequently threw chalk at me (damned good aim that one), erasers, whatever he could get his hands on that wouldn't maim me but would keep me awake. He only actually threw me out for sleeping once, and it was because he was teaching and had run out of things to throw. With both erasers lying next to me and the last piece of chalk in his hand, he said, "Damnit, just go out in the hall to sleep. And ferchristsakes, CLEAN YOURSELF UP!" I thought maybe I was drooling or something, but no; he was referring to the chalk dust all over my back and the white chalk streaks in my blue shirt.
Years later, my sister has his class. His first day speech was the same as it was for my first day, with one exception. (For reference purposes, please note that none of his classes were required for anyone.) "Good morning class, I'm Chuck _____ (I don't want to incur his wrath by actually listing his full name here) and as a few of you know, this is detective literature. I'm sure you've all taken this for varying reasons. Some of you like to read, and that's great. Some of you might have heard this class is fun. I'll do my damnedest to disprove that. I've probably had some of your brothers and sisters in my class before, and don't worry, I won't hold that against you." Then he stopped and slowly raised his hand - and his eyebrows - and pointed at my sister. "Except you." Then he stared her down with his finger still pointed for many moments. My sister said the class didn't move or say a single word.
That guy was awesome. 😀
There was a teacher in high school that everyone liked. He had black hair; a short, well-kempt, black beard; wore a black, leather jacket; and had a James Dean poster in his room. He taught detective lit. and film appreciation (reading detective novels and watching movies was an easy sell, so EVERYBODY wanted to take his class) and was hilarious, so everyone wanted his class. I had a BIG problem with sleeping in class in high school (worsened in college), and watching movies in film apprec. wasn't exactly the best way to keep me from sleeping. He didn't take well to that. I can't point to any one instance where he truly lost it, but he frequently threw chalk at me (damned good aim that one), erasers, whatever he could get his hands on that wouldn't maim me but would keep me awake. He only actually threw me out for sleeping once, and it was because he was teaching and had run out of things to throw. With both erasers lying next to me and the last piece of chalk in his hand, he said, "Damnit, just go out in the hall to sleep. And ferchristsakes, CLEAN YOURSELF UP!" I thought maybe I was drooling or something, but no; he was referring to the chalk dust all over my back and the white chalk streaks in my blue shirt.
Years later, my sister has his class. His first day speech was the same as it was for my first day, with one exception. (For reference purposes, please note that none of his classes were required for anyone.) "Good morning class, I'm Chuck _____ (I don't want to incur his wrath by actually listing his full name here) and as a few of you know, this is detective literature. I'm sure you've all taken this for varying reasons. Some of you like to read, and that's great. Some of you might have heard this class is fun. I'll do my damnedest to disprove that. I've probably had some of your brothers and sisters in my class before, and don't worry, I won't hold that against you." Then he stopped and slowly raised his hand - and his eyebrows - and pointed at my sister. "Except you." Then he stared her down with his finger still pointed for many moments. My sister said the class didn't move or say a single word.
That guy was awesome. 😀
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