Caught!
MJPerry asks: Masturbating, stealing, making the cat dance... when did someone catch you doing something you wanted to remain secret?
( , Thu 3 Jun 2010, 14:01)
MJPerry asks: Masturbating, stealing, making the cat dance... when did someone catch you doing something you wanted to remain secret?
( , Thu 3 Jun 2010, 14:01)
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schooldaze
Sadly not a story about being caught behind the bike sheds with the cute English teacheress but rather something more nerdy.
Being a bit of a smarty swot some lessons used to get quite boring and one GSCE German lesson was no exception.
This was back in the days of fountain pens and hoarder that I am I kept the used ones in my pencil case. Anyways, this German lesson was going over stuff I already knew (and have now forgotten) and just seemed to drag so I took to playing around with the spent cartridges in my pencil case.
After a while I hit upon building little towers and building from the cartridges and other things such as staple boxes and pencils. I was so totally absorbed that a good few minutes went by before I realised the entire room had gone silent. I look up to see everyone staring at me and Ms Hughes the German Teacher with a raised eyebrow. I look down at the impressive cathedral of ink cartridges and stuff and embarrassingly dismantle it muttering "entschuldigung".
For weeks after everyone would look over at me everytime I opened my pencil case, and occasionally I would get requests.
Length: well, it covered a third of the desk
( , Tue 8 Jun 2010, 13:18, Reply)
Sadly not a story about being caught behind the bike sheds with the cute English teacheress but rather something more nerdy.
Being a bit of a smarty swot some lessons used to get quite boring and one GSCE German lesson was no exception.
This was back in the days of fountain pens and hoarder that I am I kept the used ones in my pencil case. Anyways, this German lesson was going over stuff I already knew (and have now forgotten) and just seemed to drag so I took to playing around with the spent cartridges in my pencil case.
After a while I hit upon building little towers and building from the cartridges and other things such as staple boxes and pencils. I was so totally absorbed that a good few minutes went by before I realised the entire room had gone silent. I look up to see everyone staring at me and Ms Hughes the German Teacher with a raised eyebrow. I look down at the impressive cathedral of ink cartridges and stuff and embarrassingly dismantle it muttering "entschuldigung".
For weeks after everyone would look over at me everytime I opened my pencil case, and occasionally I would get requests.
Length: well, it covered a third of the desk
( , Tue 8 Jun 2010, 13:18, Reply)
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