The day I finished school...
...many, many years ago, we had all been told the day before that if anyone set off the fire alarms they wouldn't get their GCSE results. As such, everyone came up with all manner of other vindictive little pranks instead.

Me and a mate emptied a couple of tins of tuna above some ceiling tiles in our form room but the greatest prank, possibly ever in the history of our school was one bright spark who turned up with a screwdriver and spent most of the day swapping round the numbers on all the classroom doors.

Obviously when you've been in the building for years as most of the teachers had, you don't look at the numbers on the doors, you just know where they are. The new first years who arrived the following September however, by which time nobody had yet noticed all the signs were wrong, apparently had a devil of a time getting to their lessons for a couple of days before anyone realised what had happened.

Genius...
(Ed Can Do, Fri 14 Dec 2007, 16:00, 1 reply)

During my 6 years at high school
The numbering system of the classrooms was changed twice. I never did see the logic in that. OK, we had rooms like 9A and so on, but we all knew where they were.

Changing it just created confusion and chaos.
( K2k6 has a proper job these days, Fri 14 Dec 2007, 16:05, closed)