Has/did your school ever pull a dick move?
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> Stay up all night doing PE assignment
> Save on USB
> Go to school
> Hand in
> They don't accept electronic copies
> What the hell, this is 2011
> "Don't worry about it"
> Two weeks later
> Get letter from school
> If I don't hand it in I repeat a grade
> I will snap someone's spine
> Save on USB
> Go to school
> Hand in
> They don't accept electronic copies
> What the hell, this is 2011
> "Don't worry about it"
> Two weeks later
> Get letter from school
> If I don't hand it in I repeat a grade
> I will snap someone's spine
When I think of dick moves, my mind goes to my senior year of high school.
See, due to organizing failure, I never figured out where my school bus was supposed to be. And I was late the first day of school. Not such a big deal... when I get there, I find that my class schedule was turned into the office and apparently lost 'cause I wasn't there for homeroom. Leaving me with the schedule I got on orientation day which had no class room numbers so I had no idea where to go... Again, mild as I did get help eventually and sorted that out.
But the problem was, the next day, I found that suddenly, I was taken off the roll sheet for a few of my classes. So I get to talking to our administrator person who takes me too the office and I discover that apparently the school took it upon themselves to UNENROLL me from the school.
No warning. No calling my mom or something. They just assumed apparently that I no longer went to the school and took me of the list...
Yeah...
See, due to organizing failure, I never figured out where my school bus was supposed to be. And I was late the first day of school. Not such a big deal... when I get there, I find that my class schedule was turned into the office and apparently lost 'cause I wasn't there for homeroom. Leaving me with the schedule I got on orientation day which had no class room numbers so I had no idea where to go... Again, mild as I did get help eventually and sorted that out.
But the problem was, the next day, I found that suddenly, I was taken off the roll sheet for a few of my classes. So I get to talking to our administrator person who takes me too the office and I discover that apparently the school took it upon themselves to UNENROLL me from the school.
No warning. No calling my mom or something. They just assumed apparently that I no longer went to the school and took me of the list...
Yeah...
My experience with dick moves in School.
1.In middle school we only had one field trip ... across the bits of the east coast fora week (New York, DC, Hersey PA, to name a few stops). It sound awesome but I being the poor boy that I was(and still am) wasn't able to afford the trip. So I made a deal with the head of it, that i'd do a bunch of work around the school to work for it. After months of working(cleaning the cafeteria after lunch and doing other thing after school)I since had developed ha rather serious case of depression, to the point where I couldn't maintain a presence in class. After a few weeks of being absent the school recommend a out of school tutor to help me catch up with my work. After one session my mom received a call saying that, despite all of my FUCKING WORK, I WON"T BE ALLOWED ON THE TRIP. "It wouldn't be fair to the other students" WHAT?!? No compensation. Not even a thanks for help doing a metric fuck-ton of work.
2. Fast forward two years and I'm in high school and still very miserable not helped by the fact that I was surrounded by a sicking number of douches and real life trolls. This enviably brought me down to the point were suicide seemed reasonable. I mentally couldn't get out of my bed for two weeks moping and way to many mental breakdowns. And at the end of the second week I felt I could maybe face the idiots again... And then my power goes out... for two weeks. Mind you this was still near the beginning of school year so the temp was like 86 with a ton of humidity. With out AC I stunk BAD.I mean i'd get out of the shower and within an hour sweet so much that I stunk worse than before. Deciding that it might be better if I don't go to school smelling worse than death. After a month of things out of my control (Depression and power outage) I finally get to go back to school... i thought. As I tried to get in the school the Principal stopped me and said That I was not allowed in due to truancy charges. After 6 days of meetings with my parents, me, severally heads of the school district, and the Principal. It came down to them telling me that I either accept the truancy charges or go to a school "for the mentally underage"... a school for retards. You know what I chose, neither. I told the to shove it and that I'm dropping out. My parents applauded as we left. Now about a year later I have my GED and am going to college in the spring. I've also self taught my self several things.
1.In middle school we only had one field trip ... across the bits of the east coast fora week (New York, DC, Hersey PA, to name a few stops). It sound awesome but I being the poor boy that I was(and still am) wasn't able to afford the trip. So I made a deal with the head of it, that i'd do a bunch of work around the school to work for it. After months of working(cleaning the cafeteria after lunch and doing other thing after school)I since had developed ha rather serious case of depression, to the point where I couldn't maintain a presence in class. After a few weeks of being absent the school recommend a out of school tutor to help me catch up with my work. After one session my mom received a call saying that, despite all of my FUCKING WORK, I WON"T BE ALLOWED ON THE TRIP. "It wouldn't be fair to the other students" WHAT?!? No compensation. Not even a thanks for help doing a metric fuck-ton of work.
2. Fast forward two years and I'm in high school and still very miserable not helped by the fact that I was surrounded by a sicking number of douches and real life trolls. This enviably brought me down to the point were suicide seemed reasonable. I mentally couldn't get out of my bed for two weeks moping and way to many mental breakdowns. And at the end of the second week I felt I could maybe face the idiots again... And then my power goes out... for two weeks. Mind you this was still near the beginning of school year so the temp was like 86 with a ton of humidity. With out AC I stunk BAD.I mean i'd get out of the shower and within an hour sweet so much that I stunk worse than before. Deciding that it might be better if I don't go to school smelling worse than death. After a month of things out of my control (Depression and power outage) I finally get to go back to school... i thought. As I tried to get in the school the Principal stopped me and said That I was not allowed in due to truancy charges. After 6 days of meetings with my parents, me, severally heads of the school district, and the Principal. It came down to them telling me that I either accept the truancy charges or go to a school "for the mentally underage"... a school for retards. You know what I chose, neither. I told the to shove it and that I'm dropping out. My parents applauded as we left. Now about a year later I have my GED and am going to college in the spring. I've also self taught my self several things.
Well, this year the school decided that it would be a great idea to take every single printer out of every single room and just have one per hallway. And by hallway, I literally mean hallway. They are just sitting on tables in the middle of the hallway. Convenient right?
On a whole my high school was actually fairly good...except when money they raised 'for equipment' was involved
I swear to god, we had a cupcakes sale or a pizza day to 'raise money for the school' every 3 weeks, we never saw any of that money go toward anything but the re painting of the rugby goal posts, surely that cannot cost $20,000 0_o
I swear to god, we had a cupcakes sale or a pizza day to 'raise money for the school' every 3 weeks, we never saw any of that money go toward anything but the re painting of the rugby goal posts, surely that cannot cost $20,000 0_o
The only thing I can really think of, was grade 6, my teacher, after seeing me get bullied daily by practically everyone in class, when I finally tried to get her to help me, she gave me lines to do during lunch, telling me that no one likes a snitch *sigh*..... after my black eye and bruised shins from having kids throw large at me.... That was bad enough actually
