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Jun. 9th, 2004 01:21 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
xaaraMy calc teacher got four of us in trouble with the principal today. Again. I swear, that man owes us hundreds of extra credit points for the crap he puts us through. :) Here's how it went down:
"So, do you guys want some leftover food?" Dr. "Calc" asked as the four remaining Calculus students sat in his horribly warm room and played cards.
"God yes," was the general reaction.
"Here, come with me," he said. "There's some in the office - there was some sort of reception yesterday and they set out the remaining brownies and fruit."
So we trooped down after Dr. Calc, headed into the office, and grabbed some napkins and some food. We had just begun happily munching when Ms. Harris, our resident principal/parole officer/marine made her entrance, took one look at us, and bellowed, "Who said you could eat that?"
We stared at her for a minute, then pointed in unison to where Dr. Calc had been standing. A spot that was now occupied by a slowly closing door. So Ms. Harris yelled at us, told us never to steal food from the office again, and sent us back to class, where Dr. Calc was waiting for us. "What did she say?" he asked when we arrived. We glared at him.
"You," said Hannah, "owe us extra credit."
"And," I added, "you've now gotten us in trouble with Ms. Harris twice - do you remember the sneaking out of school to watch the soccer game fiasco?"
He looked appropriately ashamed of himself for about three seconds, and then returned to his cheery demeanor. "Well, did you get what you wanted to eat?"
That sent us into hopeless giggles while we recounted Ms. Harris' rant about the respect students show for the administration (which enjoys air conditioning, comfortable furniture, standard hours, non-circuit-frying electricity, and brownies, but we won't go into that), the respect students show for other students, and the general decline of Western Civilization. She's incredibly funny when she yells at people, which makes it okay to be admonished by her.
I don't think I'll tell Mom quite yet, though.
"So, do you guys want some leftover food?" Dr. "Calc" asked as the four remaining Calculus students sat in his horribly warm room and played cards.
"God yes," was the general reaction.
"Here, come with me," he said. "There's some in the office - there was some sort of reception yesterday and they set out the remaining brownies and fruit."
So we trooped down after Dr. Calc, headed into the office, and grabbed some napkins and some food. We had just begun happily munching when Ms. Harris, our resident principal/parole officer/marine made her entrance, took one look at us, and bellowed, "Who said you could eat that?"
We stared at her for a minute, then pointed in unison to where Dr. Calc had been standing. A spot that was now occupied by a slowly closing door. So Ms. Harris yelled at us, told us never to steal food from the office again, and sent us back to class, where Dr. Calc was waiting for us. "What did she say?" he asked when we arrived. We glared at him.
"You," said Hannah, "owe us extra credit."
"And," I added, "you've now gotten us in trouble with Ms. Harris twice - do you remember the sneaking out of school to watch the soccer game fiasco?"
He looked appropriately ashamed of himself for about three seconds, and then returned to his cheery demeanor. "Well, did you get what you wanted to eat?"
That sent us into hopeless giggles while we recounted Ms. Harris' rant about the respect students show for the administration (which enjoys air conditioning, comfortable furniture, standard hours, non-circuit-frying electricity, and brownies, but we won't go into that), the respect students show for other students, and the general decline of Western Civilization. She's incredibly funny when she yells at people, which makes it okay to be admonished by her.
I don't think I'll tell Mom quite yet, though.
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Date: 2004-06-12 05:27 am (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2004-06-13 03:21 am (UTC)As to why you're replying...well, I'm just too interesting to pass up? ;)