Tormenting school teachers stories?

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Sounds silly but we had a teacher who was getting older, so anytime any of us wouldhave to read out loud we would not say like the last 4 words and then just look up at her like we were done, like she was so old she didnt hear the last part of the sentence and we would all do it, her face sometimes was so awesome. That and we found out where a teacher lived and around christmas we would go there and take every one of her neighbors holiday decorations and put them all in her yard.
 
My friends and I believe that a buddy of ours is legitimately insane. We have since cut all ties with this guy. Here are just a few things he's done:

I went to Catholic school from 1st through 8th grade, then I went to public high school while all of my buddies went to the Catholic high school. In 9th grade, he replaced a nun's eye drops with hydrogen peroxide. She had to be rushed to the ER and is blind in one eye from it.

In 10th grade he supposedly had sex with a local retarded girl and tried to choke her to death. No one was there to witness this, it only came to light after he tried to run her over with his car and he missed weeks later.

During that crazy out of hand Mardi Gras that happened on South Street in Philly some years back, he lit another friend of mine on fire. They were just walking and he lit his coat on fire and didn't say anything, just stood there as my buddy's coat just went the fuck up and he was screaming. He stopped, dropped, and rolled and luckily wasn't hurt severely.

In college, same buddy that got lit on fire, dude stops in front of his house at 4AM in his car. My parent's live right around the corner. Dude just starts smoking his fucking tires and honking his horn for a good 5 minutes until the whole neighborhood is awake and pissed and then peels out.

You may want to notify somebody about that guy. I'm not into ratting much but I would have ratted on him for blinding a nun. That's insane.
 
I had a media teacher named Mr. Bates. I bet you can all guess where this is going.

I would go erase "Mr" in front of his name on the chalk board and replace it with master. There was rumors going around that for years he had been tormented by this kind of harassment and he apparently had a kid suspended for it.

So we came in the next day and it had been changed back to Mr. Nothing was said and it wasn't brought up at all. So I again changed it. Same thing happened. This went on for a week until he addressed it in class and said that it was VERY VERY SERIOUS. And that it's harassment and that you can get suspended for it :)

So I waited until he was out of site and did it again. One of the students must have told on me because he came up to me and told me that if I call him Master bates one time he will have me suspended.

I made one of the best movies that class called Godzilla. It was a cool project. He "lost" the film and wouldnt engage me when I asked him for it. I still got an A though.

There were rumors that he still lived with his mom. He was such a pussy.
 
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I had a media teacher named Mr. Bates. I bet you can all guess where this is going.

I would go erase "Mr" in front of his name on the chalk board and replace it with master. There was rumors going around that for years he had been tormented by this kind of harassment and he apparently had a kid suspended for it.

So we came in the next day and it had been changed back to Mr. Nothing was said and it wasn't brought up at all. So I again changed it. Same thing happened. This went on for a week until he addressed it in class and said that it was VERY VERY SERIOUS. And that it's harassment and that you can get suspended for it :)

So I waited until he was out of site and did it again. One of the students must have told on me because he came up to me and told me that if I call him Master bates one time he will have me suspended.

I made one of the best movies that class called Godzilla. It was a cool project. He "lost" the film and would engage me when I asked him for it. I still got an A though.

There were rumors that he still lived with his mom. He was such a pussy.

Then you probably should have been calling him Norman.
 
My American History teacher was pretty young, like in her mid 20's. I don't know how she got her job to be honest because she was a terrible teacher but anyways she would always come into class hungover looking like she partied hard the night before. Sometimes she would just come into classroom, tell everyone to start reading a certain chapter for the entire period and discuss it afterwards, while she was at her desk passed out sleeping. She did this at least once a week. It got so bad that even the shitty explosive students were bitching about her not teaching us anything. One day while she was passed out, one of the bad kids got a sharpie and wrote some shit on her face. I forgot what it was, either a pic of a penis or the word penis. She walked around with shit written on her face for like half the day before another teacher told her, it was fucking hilarious.

We had this one interim teacher/substitute for Hours Calculus. The Calculus class was not very big and it was an optional math course so very few people took it. So they combined the regular Calculus class with the Honors. The teacher was like from Ghana or one of those African countries. She had a super deep accent, she was a really bad teacher. She was super strict and not exactly the type of person to lend out a helping hand. For like the first month people tolerated her and shit was fine. But then as the coursework got harder people started to struggle and some people kind of got left behind mostly the regular Calculus students. She didn't really understand the idea of a split classroom so she was teaching the regular Calc at the Honors Calc pace. We went through the same lesson plans except we had more homework and random quizzes. The students that were behind told the teacher to provide more help and slow down the course for them since they're not honors. But she just ignored them and treated them like they were retards or something. For some odd reason she found enjoyment that alot of students were struggling in her class. Rather than helping alot of these kids or offering study sessions, she left them out to die. A few of them knew they would not pass because they were so far behind that they just started fucking around in her class. One of the kids got a hold of the janitor's keys and made a copy. After school had closed they would come in and fuck with the classroom. Messing up her lesson plans, screwing with the answer keys, putting rotten fish in the classroom before the start of winter break. One day she just got fed up and said I quit. She was laughing the whole time, grabbed her book bag and just walked out the door.
 
Great stories, guys.

It got so bad that even the shitty explosive students were bitching about her

LOLing hard at this.

As for my harassment of my school teachers, I don't recall anything as serious or funny as the other stories in this thread. But, me and a few friends of mine(guys and girls alike) would make sexual and sexualized comments and jokes to AP English teacher. She was young and only about 8 years older than us and very pretty. In all, it was just some minor fun and joking around, and she never got upset, but some of the shit we said to her was very inappropriate. Looking back, I'm actually a little surprised she never reported us for sexual harassment.
 
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in general me and my friends were a huge pain in the ass for teachers. school is boring and it's hard to sit next to your best friends and not try to have fun, but i never had an intention of giving the teacher hell.

except this one student teacher. It was so easy to push his buttons. he had the worst lazy eye i've ever seen (it actually inspired me to get corrective surgery on my own), curly red hair...i dunno he was just a joke to me the second i saw the guy.

me and my one friend drove him up a wall. First of all, to his face, we just called him "Ass" instead of Mr. _____. We would draw caricatures of him on the blackboard before he got to the room. He spent 80% of the class yelling at the two of us. He would start yelling at my friend until i would chime in with something like "oooooohhhhh shit" and then he'd come over to yell at me until my friend would say something again. Back and forth for minutes at a time. Our real teacher sat in the back and laughed.

I saw him at a hooters one night when they were hosting trivia. He was with some of my older brothers friends that were also teachers. I went over and said, "why are you hanging out with this guy? He sucks." I thought he'd take it better but he violently screamed "FUCK YOU!" at me. he was a huge guy that played rugby. i dunno why i took him for such a pushover, but he kind of was. I smoothed it over anyway.
 
in general me and my friends were a huge pain in the ass for teachers. school is boring and it's hard to sit next to your best friends and not try to have fun, but i never had an intention of giving the teacher hell.

except this one student teacher. It was so easy to push his buttons. he had the worst lazy eye i've ever seen (it actually inspired me to get corrective surgery on my own), curly red hair...i dunno he was just a joke to me the second i saw the guy.

me and my one friend drove him up a wall. First of all, to his face, we just called him "Ass" instead of Mr. _____. We would draw caricatures of him on the blackboard before he got to the room. He spent 80% of the class yelling at the two of us. He would start yelling at my friend until i would chime in with something like "oooooohhhhh shit" and then he'd come over to yell at me until my friend would say something again. Back and forth for minutes at a time. Our real teacher sat in the back and laughed.

I saw him at a hooters one night when they were hosting trivia. He was with some of my older brothers friends that were also teachers. I went over and said, "why are you hanging out with this guy? He sucks." I thought he'd take it better but he violently screamed "FUCK YOU!" at me. he was a huge guy that played rugby. i dunno why i took him for such a pushover, but he kind of was. I smoothed it over anyway.

Sounds like you should've gotten your ass beat at Hooters.

When i taught jhs and the kids got bad, I'd just flick em in their cheeks. Their expressions were priceless
 
A kid in my classes in grade school uses to make a bow and arrow out of a ruler and a pencil and fire it at the supply teachers when they turned around to write on the chalk board. Psycho.
 
I had to shout at my old ass English teacher in high school once for giving a test score of mine a 0 just because of my handwriting (I write print in smallcap style). For all the years I was in school writing like that and for the rest of that year I was in her class before then, I heard nothing about it being a problem. Then suddenly at the end of May when there's like three weeks left in the year she wants to look for a reason to start giving me bad test scores? I just got pissed and started yelling at her until I made her cry. I would have felt bad, if not for how much she had explicitly stated that it was her last year before retiring and she didn't care if her students had a problem with how she taught. She basically used the fact that she was retiring as leverage to fuck with a lot of the kids that year, not just me.
 
I look down on people that take pride in giving their teacher's shit. Trying to start shit with someone while they're trying to make ends meet... and they can't really defend themselves. It's like going to McDonald's, ordering, then harassing the clerk.

That said... I got suspended for pissing in the urinal while sitting on the sink when a teacher came in and I repeatedly questioned his sexuality, mid-stream.

that's fuckin hilarious. but yeah it used to get on my nerves in class when some dumbass is just giving the teacher a hard time, not being funny or anything, just being an idiot. i usually just told them to stfu and went back to sleep.
 
This ones cruel.

I had a stereotypical homosexual teacher in high school. Very feminine in both speech and body language. Super fruity but a kind guy whom I showed respect to out of principle. We had a wise ass named Louie who sat in our circle, and when Mr. Lopez would ask or tell him to do something, Louie would from time to time respond with ridicule.

Mr. Lopez: Louie quiet down please.
Louie: Stfu fa**ot

and

Mr. Lopez: Louie turn around and stop copying so and so's paper
Louie: (Continuing to cheat with his back turned to the teacher btw)-> Yea whatever fa**ot

Other assholes would be rollin with laughter everytime he defied the teacher. I was pissed off with his blatant disrespect. I couldn't partake in the laughter. It was wrong. He was a good teacher.

louie deserved some uppercuts. you shoul'dve got him.
 
This thread delivers.

I never really did shit but two friends of mine had a hate on for the home-ec/cooking class teacher, this middle aged lady with a colostomy bag. To be honest the bag did stink, but they would always be doing some shit to her, stealing all the needles out of the sewing machines so they had to spend thousands of dollars replacing them, eating the food other classes cooked while they were in other classes, or putting random shit in other students' batter when nobody was looking.

Then a couple of years after we graduated one guy moved back from overseas, and the other told him the teacher had passed away from cancer (I guess relapse, hence the colostomy bag). His reply was, "So?"
 
Had an "English Skills" teacher in 7th grade. We didn't do anything that was a big deal. We would talk amongst ourselves, ignore her and periodically bang on our desks to the rhythm of whatever popular songs that were out back then. She ran out the room crying one day.

She was a terrible teacher, though. Definitely needed to change professions.

Had a seventh grade teacher that was in her first year teaching and did the same thing to her.... Had her in tears as well.

Then one day she had enough and got one of the principles in the class room to set us straight. This guy was a real mean dickhead to begin with, so we listened.
 
I was a **** in highschool, not proud of it but yeah.

Long before white out came out in those cool strip thingies it came in these bottles:
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The main benefit is with this you could actually flick the white out onto the teachers backside when they talked to another student about their work.

I asked a bald teacher if he used any specific product to make his head so shiny.

Participated in organized crowding of the teacher we realized was claustrophobic or something. I don't know what was wrong with him but he wigged out when surrounded by the students.

Bums on the wall Wegners on the call bums on the ground wegners on the rounds - Poor guy.

Locked a few teachers in rooms (the portables had padlocks, which could be replaced by a stick) Also we had an old brittle female german teacher who we figured out that if we pushed these doors hard enough against the lock she couldn't open them without a massive struggle. We'd pretend to help after a few minutes and actually undo her work instead. German class was always around 5-20 minutes late in these rooms.

Not deliberate but... all internet messaging programs/sites were blocked so we found a windows program that sent messages through the server if you typed the student username, then we realized how to send messages to everyone who downloaded the program which to our knowledge was us (no one else in the class got them). A double period of rape/offensive jokes about each others siblings and mums ensued. Turns out the teachers have this program and when they log on every teacher gets thousands of these messages. Mr Ratskin (rathchyn or something like that) had some guest prospective parent or something from outside the school watching him write an e-mail. He couldn't stop these joke messages popping up. Apparently it was quite awkward for him.

That's all I can think of for now.
 
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