Stupidest Reason Why You've Gotten Into Trouble In School.

[chukrum47]

Eighth grade: I was called up to the Principal's office during first period, ended up sitting outside it for three hours as (I later surmised) he questioned a number of other children. The reason for all this? Well, I was apparently seen at the Hallowe'en dance the night before plotting (his word, not mine) with another student to blow up the school.
However, after calling my parents and checking with students who knew me by my actual fucking name (and not just as "that weird kid"), it was found that I wasn't even at the fucking dance, and that the other student in question was less a friend and more someone that I despised.
Bastards.

Tenth Grade: I was expelled(!) for carrying a pocket knife. The reasoning was that it (the knife, not the reasoning itself) is a deadly weapon, and owing to my long-standing history of being rather odd, I posed a danger to the health of my fellow students.
It's a knife! A tool for cutting things, like string or tape! Not throats. It's not there for killing people, that's what the garrote up my sleeve was for. (Not really, I can never get the thing to stay.)

Yep. What a batch of assholes.

Maybe someone's already said this in one of the remaining 12 pages I haven't looked through yet haha, but the knife thing is actually legitimate, assuming you're in the US, where carrying a knife onto school grounds is both a felony and mandatory expulsion. If they hadn't expelled you they could have gotten into a lot of trouble for it. I'm not saying a pocket knife means you're going to go kill a bunch of people, but in that case they were just following the law.

 

[Hatter]

"I used to get into trouble all the time for stupid reasons before high-school, but then I started liking girls and my attention was devoted to more (constructive?) pursuits."

Amen.

OT: In High school, for putting my hands in my pockets. My teacher was walking up to the classroom door that I was locked out of just as they were slipping in and I was "caught in the act". He thought I was hiding my phone from him (Which was dead and in my back pocket). I tried to protest but he caught me off guard and all that came out was some mumble and stuttering, so I got a detention. Oh well...

 

[Sizzle Montyjing]

When I got concused.
Yep, that's right, i got told off for that.
One day at school, some kid who has mental disabilities began beating up one of my friends, so i put my arm out to stop him, next thing i knew he was beating the s**t out of me, i was on the floor and he was kicking my head.
I got the concusion, the kid got biscuits and i got the blame.
Because he had disabilities.
Oh, and he knew perfectly well what he was doing.
And to add insult to injury, i didn't even get sent home.
D:

 

[Sammisaurus]

I was in fourth grade or so and someone in the school had been pushing on the soap dispensers in the bathrooms and leaving piles of soap on the floor and the janitors make a huge deal about it. So one day I was washing my hands and absentmindedly flicked a few drops onto the mirror (I used to think it looked really pretty, like gems or something) and the janitor happened to be in there and started accusing me of smashing toilets with hammers (exaggeration) and then she told my teacher and he got really serious and called me into the hall. "I've been told that you have been making messes in the school" And my teacher was super scary when he was mad so I kinda just stammered "I... I wanted to help clean the mirrors... by splashing them" And he was just like "Just don't do it again!"
Looking back on it, I laugh. But it was terrifying to little fourth- grade me!

 

[rayen020]

just remembered the big one, don't know why this wasn't the first thing that came to mind.

Okay, So i was one of those really flamboyant guys that was going through his "gay phase" in high school. I was involved in both drama club and color guard (you know the flag spinney thing?) anyway one of the things in color guard i had to practice was rifle tosses. I took one home and brought it on the bus with me to school the next day. Th play we were doing in drama club was Faust, you know the one where the guy can have something as long as he resists the 7 deadly sins or whatever. For Faust a satanic looking knife was needed and i happened to have decorative one that was blunted, i brought it to school for the play on the same day as the rifle.

I fall asleep on the bus, it 6am what are you gonna do? i awake to being escorted off the us by 2 fort worth police officers. Not school rent-a-cops mind you, no, true blue badge and gun wielding officers of the law. i get off the bus to discover i am not at my school, i am then told the bus driver called them because i brought my rifle on the bus, searched and cuffed and read my rights, i was for all intents and purposes under arrest. no really.

I am charged with bringing weapons onto a school campus. The knife was apparently the weapon in question despite me having permission to bring it and it not being the reason i was pulled off the bus. I explain my side and then get a free taxi service courtesy of FWPD to my school. i get marched to the police officers office and cuffed to the chair.

I sit and wait. and wait. and wait. after an hour and a half the principal, the school police officer, and the arresting officer and my father come into the room. OH GOOD ~_~. So apparently my drama teacher wouldn't vouch for my story that she had given me permission to bring the knife. I am going to not get punished this time because the school officer has no idea who i am (meaning I'm not a regular troublemaker) and i have very few infractions on my record (i assume they meant my high school record and not my full record which should have had about about twenty infractions and two suspensions). They assume this is all just a misunderstanding and let me off the hook and tell me anything like this happens again I'm going downtown. Dad tells me they called him and asked about the knife and if i had had any problems at home recently. then asked him to come up there because if i was going downtown they needed a guardian because i was a minor. He then said the whole thing was stupid. I missed first period and earned the nickname jailbird for a month.

Spoiler: happy ending

the next morning my Dad followed me on to the bus and chewed out my bus driver for calling the cops because of my school issue guard rife. Which was fair considering it had neither trigger nor barrel nor any metal at all. I have to say my Dad was probably the coolest he's ever been in my eyes at that point.

 

[Mailman]

An arguement over whether or not I made it to first base in a kickball game. I proceeded to yell out "I made it to the !#@$ing base," loud enough for people to hear on the other side of the school. Needless to say, the teachers observing our kickball game singled me out rather quickly.

 

[MrFunsockz]

Now, this isn't getting detention or suspended or anything, but it is being reprimanded for something retarded.

So I was in my math class in the 6th grade, waiting for our previous day's assignments to come back. We were going to go over it and see what we got right and wrong. I was expecting an easy A (I enjoyed math and it was easy for me). Well I get my paper, and it's a D, so we start going over it in class, and I have all the answers right, but half of them are marked wrong.

So after we review the paper with the class and move on to our work, I go up to the teachers desk to ask what the deal is. I simply say, "Hey, I got these problems right but they are marked wrong," So she looks over my paper and then responds with, "Oh see here? you didn't show your work."

I point at where I show my work on the paper, and she shakes her head, "That's a math technique you haven't been taught yet. You don't know it, so I marked it wrong." I start to get frustrated, "But I got it right, and I showed my work. How can it be wrong?" She responds with, "You're not going to learn how to do that for at least another 2 years, and seeing as you haven't been taught it yet, you can't know it."

"But I took advanced math courses in Seattle before I moved here, that's where I learned this," She wasn't having any of it though, "This is Tennessee, you haven't been taught it here yet, and we don't have advance math classes, so it's wrong."

That's right folks, I ended up failing math because I learned more math than they taught me. In one move across country I went from doing algebra to doing arithmetic "color by numbers" math homework.

 

[Drazeric]

I got suspended for a week for stealing snow....ya....

 

[RADlTZ]

In primary school I would get in trouble constantly for doing the right thing or for somehting I had absolutly no connection to. The most serious thing I can remember was when some kid got something stuck in his ear (required surgery to get it out eventually). I was in another classroom at the time it happened and got dragged out and blamed for it (because people in the actual class at the time for some reason said I did it). Things escalated from the teacher of that class to the principal, then because no one would believe it wasnt me, and because the kid was in serious pain, the school called an ambulance and the police. I stayed rational untill the police didnt believe me, so I said they were all dick heads, which was the baddest thing I could muster for a Year 2 student.

Eventually my parents were brought in and defended me. Turns out the kid jammed the thing down his own ear. Other things I got in trouble for at that school included:

-Helping others
-Breaking up fights using humor, logic and other non-violent means (there where a lot of fights at that school and I always stepped in because teachers wouldnt)
-Touching a stick
-Crossing the road (at a pedestrian crossing)
-Using a lead pencil for something other than colouring an elephant
-Not singing the school moto
-Not standing straight enough while singing the motto
-Being a boy (if a girl accused a boy of something, the boy was punnished, no questions asked)
-Pointing out that the health teacher smoked and drank beer and was severly overweight
-Finnishing my work first

Me rambling about how I became kid batman without morals (no thats not how I view myself)

Spoiler

My family was planning a house move at the time so I spent the rest of year 2 giving the teachers involed and the perincipal as much hell as I could without being caught, I stole their stuff (wallets, and vandalised what I couldnt keep or what didnt interest me), then threw what vigillanty justice I could at the rest of the school. Maybe I sound like an ass in retrospect but that school was constantly horrible to me. Nobody knew it was me for ages and my grade was constantly spreading rumors about who could be starting all the trouble. Eventually the other groups of people in our grade that hated the school started causing mischief. In my last week before moving I went beserk and while people were at assembly I went to a few classrooms and threw as many tables, chairs and other items I could carry into a hidden place in the bush land near the oval.

I went back to the school half a year later to visit my friends while the school festival was on and apparently they let everyone know that I started all the crap that happened that year. Turns out that made me pretty popular, and a lot of people that used to ***** at eachother had been brought together in the name of mischief, so I said goodbye to that era of my education feeling pretty damn good.

Also

In French class, in secondary school, I had to sit next to this lad whom the whole class nicknamed "Crazy Steve," he was a sound guy most of the time but he did odd things. In one particular class he slowly unscrewed all the screws that held the table top to its frame and pocketed the screws, and when I asked why he said "Just in case."
The next day in the same class we sat at the same table and the teacher shouted at him for something or other, and Crazy Steve stood up and gripped the table top, and flung it up and away from us, into a wall. He got in trouble for obvious reasons, and I got in trouble because I couldn't stop laughing about it. It was brilliant. It's probably the only time I was in trouble too

That is pure brilliance.

Also Also

Isnt it amazing the things we're expected to put up with from schools. Everyone in this post so far has great posts, I wasnt going to post but I had to have in,

 

[Stealthygamer]

I have this a-hole french teacher who got me in trouble for being late when the only reason i was late was because it was a tiny hallway and another class kept pushing me against the wall

 

[redisforever]

5th grade we took a field trip to our local courthouse, in which we got to sit in on an actual case, and we were sitting in the back on those nice hard wooden benches, and it got quiet for a few moments and my friend down the row let out the most high pitch fart that bounced off that wood like a fat kid on a trampoline and i immediately started cracking up, in which i was yanked into the hall and was given in school suspension for the week, while he got away with a detention that afternoon.

Wondering, did you post this story before here? I think I remember it...

 

[Souldead341]

I got yelled at for five minutes for not wearing the official gym shirt at my highschool on the second day of gym class. After the angry tirade, I was able to explain that since the school hadn't ordered enough shirts for the year, I hadn't gotten one, like several other people. Also, that we'd been told it was ok to wear a regular shirt until they told us the gym shirts were in.

 

[redisforever]

I have a habit of correcting teachers who make obvious (to me) mistakes. Like pronouncing "prose" like "mouse" or claiming George Washington had wooden teeth (he had real false teeth with teeth from different animals) or, lol, claiming platypi were birds. Anyway, one of these times I got sent to the office (it happened a lot) and the principal, a nice Japanese man, asked why I was in the office. I explained, and he said I had to serve the detention even though the teacher was wrong. But I didn't serve the detention in school. No, he took me to serve the detention at the local Dairy Queen with a treat of choice.
The other real memorable time I got in trouble for questioning a teacher, my mom showed up with an encyclopedia and dictionary at the parent-teacher conference and highlighted entries I was right about. I got the "infraction" off myschool record, but the teacher didn't like me after that.
Once I got detention for being too good at our quiz review Jeopardy game. I won handily, but got sent to the principal for "not letting other kids participate." I was never told I wasn't supposed to, you know, WIN the game with points and prize candy. This one didn't get a happy ending. Oh well.

EDIT: I also got a week's suspension for getting beat up in the locker room. First I was choked, then I was punched in the glasses, and bled A LOT from a gash in the bridge of my nose. There were witnesses too. But NOOO, my school has an unbreakable policy that both sides of a fight have to get in trouble. Which would be fine if it was a fight, but it wasn't a fight, it was a literal locker room MUGGING!

Wow, your principal sounds awesome! I never had a good one. My God, there are far too many stories to tell about that *****.

Mostly stuff like she hated me, and when I was in the office, just to pick something up for a teacher, she walked in, looked at me, and said "Oh. Hello." in a tone of voice suggesting "What have you done this time?"

However, my teacher at the time was AWESOME. I still go back and visit him.

 

[Hoboape]

I was told off once for looking like I was chewing. I wasn't but he still yelled at me for about 5 minutes about it.

 

[Generic_Username]

Some teachers at the time decided a group of students (and apparently they thought I was among them) had an intention to bring alcohol to school. That wasn't true, there was no proof that it was, no one even brought anything, but we still all got in trouble. I'm still confused about the whole thing. Felt kinda like having to pay for a broken window because you walked past it.

 

[gmaverick019_v1legacy]

5th grade we took a field trip to our local courthouse, in which we got to sit in on an actual case, and we were sitting in the back on those nice hard wooden benches, and it got quiet for a few moments and my friend down the row let out the most high pitch fart that bounced off that wood like a fat kid on a trampoline and i immediately started cracking up, in which i was yanked into the hall and was given in school suspension for the week, while he got away with a detention that afternoon.

Wondering, did you post this story before here? I think I remember it...

perhaps a long time ago, i don't remember telling that story in quite a while (besides getting in trouble for stupid things like that and playing video games, my life is pretty stale, so i remember telling crap like this)


i might just have to go digging through my posts to see if i'm that absent minded now...

 

[RootbeerJello]

After finishing a standardized test in SECOND GRADE, I got bored waiting and got up to ask the teacher when the test would be over. She responded by telling me to stay in for recess. Now, I was on overly sensitive kid, which had been demonstrated in class numerous times, but it was deemed necessary to call the principal in to yell at me. Fair enough I guess. However, as soon as he yelled at me I broke down crying and apologizing, so he replied by yelling at me for "disrupting the test" for the entire half hour I had to stay inside . There's also the time in fifth grade where my teacher yelled at me for not picking my feet up enough when I walked, then threatening me with detention (which we don't actually have in elementary school). My elementary school sucked.

 

[Hyper-space]

I remember in the tenth grade, me and my friends were joking about what if that one "gansta" kid in the class were to be shot down in a drive-by (on the mean streets of Reykjavík) and this one guy came up to us (he probably just heard the part about him dying) and said "REALLY?!" and we responded sarcastically that yes, he was shot down in a drive-by (in Iceland of all places) and the guy took it seriously.

What happened next was that he told a bunch of other people about this (the gangsta in question wasn't in school that day) and it ended up with a lot of people crying and telling the school councilor, who then told the principal. Boy, was he angry...

 

[madgaurd1989]

3 day suspension for standing up during a town hall meeting on school improvement and saying that the school was filthy and they had to keep the kindergardeners from pooping in the urinals (I was in grade 6). And for the 2 years following got suspended for the same thing at each of the annual town hall meetings. In my defense the school was filthy.

 

[Mute52]

Clicking my pen.

Dang teachers and their pet peeves