» Absolute Power

teachers exploiting their power
Well since other people are sharing their stories of teachers, I feel driven to share a story as related to me by a close friend. We'll call her Miss X. She was a teacher in a secondary school, where she was secretly having an affair with a teacher from another department. One day, a student came into the class with a message from another teacher - the one she was boinking. (Lets call him Mr Y) (Quite normal - teachers often use the kids as their own private message delivery service). The child handed the folded piece of paper, addressed to Mrs X, and waited for the answer to take back to his teacher.

My friend read the note which said: "Isn't this the ugliest kid you've ever seen".

"Tell Mr Y, that the answer is yes"

Poor kid. If only he knew... (or perhaps he did... if it had been me I would have read the note on the way!)
(Wed 14th Jul 2010, 11:14, More)

» Hypocrisy

"If there's one thing I won't tolerate it's violence!"
There is a classic story in my family that we often repeat again and again. I had been arguing with my sister and out of sheer frustration I smacked her across the head. My Mum spotted me (whoops) and came tearing out yelling:

"If there's one thing I won't tolerate it's violence!"

But she punctutated the word 'violence' with a slap around my chops. How's that for double standards!
(Tue 24th Feb 2009, 11:20, More)

» The Best / Worst thing I've ever eaten

The worst: Liver cheesecake
When I was a teenager and living at home, my sister and I squabbled over the last piece of strawberry cheesecake left in the fridge. It looked particularly juicy, with red glistening strawberry sauce, drooping over the edges. Feeling generous I relented and said that big sis could have the last slice, if I could just sweep my finger in the sauce and have a big lick. She agreed. So I did. Lots of sauce, straight in the mouth. I immediately gagged - the most disgusting taste of death and metal filled my mouth. I ran to stick my mouth under the tap, gagging - 'its blood', 'its blood'. Sis thought I was joking until she realised how desperately I was trying to wash away the taste in my mouth.

Turns out my foolish mother had put a plate of liver to defrost on the shelf above the cheesecake; it had defrosted and the blood had run down to the shelf below and covered the cheesecake, beautifully disguised as strawberry sauce.

I always make sure meat products are on the bottom shelf and desserts are on the top shelf now!
(Thu 2nd Jun 2011, 13:01, More)