Can't believe I'd forgotten this until now...
My form tutor in Years 10 and 11 was the most anally retentive bitch I have ever had the displeasure of dealing with. She realy looked the part of an uptight teacher as well - huge glasses, blouses buttoned up to the neck - as if she'd never had an orgasm.

As well as being the head of RE (infamous for making kids meditate in her lessons) she was the head of health education, but was uncharacteristically disorganised about it, making members of her form do lowly admin tasks for her. Cow. Anyway, one lunchtime she cornered me and gave me an important task - sorting a load of jumbled up STD leaflets into piles. I'd been working on this for a while, when she came up to me and uttered the immortal line, "I've got herpes, chlamydia, gonorrhea and syphillis. What have you got?"

I couldn't help laughing like a maniac at this and said, "I haven't got anything, I'm not that sort of girl!" thinking that of course, she couldn't fail to see the funny side of it. Wrong! After being stared at inomprehensibly for several seconds it dawned on me that she actually had No Frickin' Idea what she'd just said. Her sense of humour must have been surgically removed along with her personality.
(grandmasterfluffles Come to my Armageddon party on, Tue 17 Jun 2008, 11:43, 2 replies)

we used to have
'meditation' lessons in our RE class when i were a lad...

in other words it was a reason for the teacher to work off the hangover they gained from the night before.
(Dan dan dan They tik urh jerbs!!!, Tue 17 Jun 2008, 11:48, closed)

we had them too
meditation that is, but our teacher was actually in to it

one of other RE teachers pretty much let people tell ghost stories in most lessons.

pretty weird
( Vipros. clever got me this far, then tricky got me in, Tue 17 Jun 2008, 12:48, closed)