David and I were having a random conversation on the way to my moms the other day about classes I have took and not liked over the years. To hear me talk you would think that I didn’t ever like a class I ever took lol. I guess it’s because I like to rant over the stupid ones instead of praising the good ones? I am not exactly sure! Is anyone else like this?
I can remember as far back as elementary school I always hated GYM (PE whatever you want to call it) and Math. I didn’t really hate PE so much back that far except when we got older and started doing stuff like softball and basketball. I never could get a ball through that blasted hoop! I don’t even think an adjustable backboard or anything would have helped unskilled little shorty me!
Over the years I still hated Math and Gym (Thankfully after 9th grade I never had to take it again!)Even though I had to take Yoga later on and even an elementary pe teaching class they were not so bad.
Then I evolved and s tarted getting crazy weird teachers that really just spiced up my life..most of them came into play when I got to college.
Here are some of my top teacher/class stories
I had a crazy lady for folklore (would have been an awesome class if she would have TAUGHT instead of taking attendance and repeating herself EVERY DAY)
A geology teacher who asured me I had ALMOST an A when in fact I had a D!
an art appreciation teacher who was alright, but used to send me to make copies of the tests with the answer keys included in the stacks of paper! also, i asked him one time how many days I missed and he said 1! I had probably missed 6+ lol
an health teacher with a bad attitude. well, it wasn’t my fault I had taken the exact class before and it wouldn’t transfer. He had this thing for no snacks in his class. I had been in classes since 8 a/m it was at 3 in the afternoon. I brought chick fil a to class EVERY day and after I told him i was eating from the food groups the first time he never said nothing to me ever again. This was one of my favorite classes to get someone to come pick me up so I could leave early!
drunk business math dude. No seriously he came to class drunk a lot lol he used to stumble and stuff. Another one of those classes I used to sneak out of early, and i’m sure he didn’t know!
mean butt elementary pe teacher:class was at 8 a/m. one morning rebecca (best friend at the time) get off the bus,i’m on the phone with my boyfriend at the time, Tim. It’s about 7:50ish..we walk in and the teacher tells us we are LATE. I said to tim, This dumbass says i’m late what time is it? tim tells me 7:57. Teacher wasn’t going to count me for the day and tim told me to leave. which i would have but we were reviewing for the first test.
Drama teacher who made me cry: this one I can’t remember the particulars of right off top of my head. I just know he said a whole bunch of stuff about how I was never going to amount to a good teacher or something like that. I know I started wailing my eyes out and tim was picking me up that day from class, and when I was in the bathroom tim had a TALK with him and well, he never picked on me again!
there are more ..but those are some of my favorites!I am serious when I tell you that I used to take coloring books/crayons and markers to most of these classes lol. Surprisingly enough I always made high b’s and a’s and an occassional C for the most part. Don’t ask me how? 🙂
