Stupidest reasons you've ever gotten in trouble at school for?
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I got detention once for breaking a guys thumb in self defense.
Trying to spell out words in the answer bubbles of some state test
In 5th grade we were talking about the American Colonies. When my teacher said New Hampshire, the girl next to me leaned over to me and said "New Hamster" which made her and me both laugh. The teacher got pissed and asked why we were laughing, but it was such a dumb thing to laugh about I didn't want to say. So she made us both stay in for recess and write a letter apologizing to her that had to get signed by my parents.
I was in a team with 3 other students and we decided to name our team "Oh long johnson" after that talking cat. Apparently it was offensive and we had to wait outside the class for 10 mins.
Laughing at this picture.
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skool sux
[QUOTE=geogzm;40233541]looking at a clock[/QUOTE]
I am intrigued.
Girl in my class wanted to be the Class Representative, and she told everyone to vote for her. My whole class voted for her. Next day the Vice principal calls us all into the gym. And yells at us for voting for her. Also a kid punched me in the neck and i got in trouble for making him "Loose his cool".
[QUOTE=TurtleeyFP;38836689]Way back in fifth grade, I did an awesome stunt that landed me and the "mole people" in the yearbook. I didn't really get in trouble for it, but it's still a great story.
So every day, we could go outside for lunch if it wasn't too cold. Out in the recess yard, there was this gigantic sandbox about 20 feet across. One day, I thought it would be a [i]great[/i] idea to dig down until I hit the sewer system.
So I got 6 or 7 of my friends, we got one single plastic shovel from a shed, and we just started digging. Every single day, we'd meet up, organize who needed to work on what part of the hole, and dig with our hands until we went inside.
Don't ask me how, but only one of the teachers really noticed it. He told us to wash our hands to get the sand off before we ate, and just left us alone. No idea why he wasn't concerned that we might fall in and break our necks. Shitting you not when I say that in 2 weeks, the hole was almost 7 feet deep. Dozens and dozens of kids would go up to the hole, take pictures of us, and sit down and watch us dig for the whole lunch hour. Random kids we didn't even know started donating tons of shovels "for the fossil hunt", and some kids who lived in the area left a box of food with a note saying that it's for "the mole people".
Then, a few days after that, we hit rock-solid wet clay. We couldn't dig any further, but we still stuck around the pit and tried to break through. Then this bitchy kid decided it would be hilarious to throw himself into the hole and say that we pushed him, so these hispanic construction guys had to come and fill the pit with new sand. From what I've heard, the kids that go there now are still making stories about it and have debates about how deep it went. I like to think I created a religion.[/QUOTE]
That kid was thinking "THIS IS MY HOLE, IT WAS MADE FOR ME"
i killed 5 students and blew half of the building up.
got suspended for 3 days
fuckin bullshit
My uncle is a few months younger than me, and we were best friends. In 3rd grade we started going to the same school, and we would "spar" every day during recess. Meaning we'd fight each other hard enough to make it challenging, but hold back enough not to hurt each other. We did this every recess during 3rd, 4th and 5th grade. We were pretty much known for this. Other students, teachers, almost everyone. It was never a problem.
One day a kid didn't really understand what was going on and started a real fight with me. I didn't fight back, but I didn't let him do much other than tackle me. This got both him and I in quite a bit of trouble. No recess for 2 weeks, had to silently eat lunch with who I think was the VP (I didn't know much staff), y'know, huge punishments for a 10 year old.
The next day I asked the (I think) vice principal why I was being punished so badly and she said it was because I was fighting. I explained the situation, making sure to say my uncle and I were [i]pretending[/i] to fight because it sounds better than "We practice hurting each other," and that he hit me first. I guess she didn't wanna fix any paperwork or something because she changed her reason to "pretending to fight" which is apparently punishable beyond "Stop that." Playing cops and robbers on those demon scooter-seats in PE is okay, though.
That was a bit longer than I intended for it to be. Sorry.
Your uncle was a few months younger than you? Your [i]uncle[/i]?
I cannot comprehend
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Drew on a Martin Luther King Packet, where he was standing in the crowd with one hand up, the "I have a dream speech"
This was like in Fourth Grade, drew a pistol in his hand, a Mohawk, Colored his eyes red. Got sent to the principles office and saw another Martin Luther King by a 2nd grader that had similar results. except no red eyes and had a Afro.
[QUOTE=NikoChekhov;40239334]Your uncle was a few months younger than you? Your [i]uncle[/i]?
I cannot comprehend[/QUOTE]
Probably something like his sister being 27 and his uncle 10.
I have a ton of these. One day during lunch I was showing people which finger got caught in an automatic door and fingernail destroyed. It happened to be the middle one, and I didn't know that meant anything. So here I am being punished for ignorance, basically.
I always fight against the teachers when they do things like this. Once they accused me of threatening a teacher while doing this, which I haven't done. They said I "Raised my fist". I'm obviously such a threat to a 30 year old woman at seven years old.
Every school I've been to is hopelessly bad at doing anything abut bullying. So I always get in trouble for fighting against bullies.
This wasn't school but a program I went to over the summer, NYLF at ST johns Highschool
I MICROWAVED SOAP, and it resulted in a gestapo-ecse interrogation, the fire alarm going off during said investigation, being blamed for it, my entire roommates freaing the fuck out, 300 kids running half naked out of the building, fire trucks, one person trampled, one with a panic attack, people saying it was nice to know you, more interrogation, drunk kids caught fucking, give up, clean up soap, freedom
really fucking awesome time
[QUOTE=NikoChekhov;40239334]Your uncle was a few months younger than you? Your [i]uncle[/i]?
I cannot comprehend[/QUOTE]
[QUOTE=cpt.armadillo;40239844]Probably something like his sister being 27 and his uncle 10.[/QUOTE]
Pretty much this. We got that a lot, to the point where some people found it so dumb they started calling us cousins.
I used to change the wallpapers in the computer lab to pictures of Vin Diesel. I got yelled at and a detention for it, but it's worth it.
Almost had my cell phone taken away in my senior year for calling my mom asking if I could leave since I had almost gotten into a fight and was just completely done with the day. Now the funny thing about this is that I was in the bloody office. I stepped into a little side room because I didn't want the dozen of my classmates who were in there waiting to use the office phone to hear my business so I talk to my mom for a couple minutes and bring my phone out to the secretary and she's like "Why do you have your phone out? I'm going to have to take that!" So naturally I was super pissed, but then the even funnier part happened, my mom heard it and told me to give her the phone and I did and I never heard what was said but the lady just like, went pale after a minute and handed the phone back to me and she signed me out. I didn't get in any lasting trouble but it was still pretty fucking stupid, funny looking back, though. :v:
It's kind of ironic since I also got in trouble for looking at the clock.
We had this one jerky Music teacher in middle-school, that basically forced us to sing, and basically called the ENTIRE class a bunch of "clock-watchers"...
I was the only one looking at the clock.
Playing solitaire on a school computer while in class.
Fucking CAD class was boring anyway...
While still in elementary, one of the connections on the computer was loose in the library, so I just walk by and fix the connection. Once I touched the wire, the librarian yelled "[B]STOP![/B]" as if plugging in the wire would cause World War III, scaring the shit out of me.
i wish i learned this in elementary school
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I could only imagine the hell that would ensue
[QUOTE=WhiteHusky;40240474]While still in elementary, one of the connections on the computer was loose in the library, so I just walk by and fix the connection. Once I touched the wire, the librarian yelled "[B]STOP![/B]" as if plugging in the wire would cause World War III, scaring the shit out of me.[/QUOTE]
I got yelled at once for plugging in a girls monitor because she didn't know why it wasn't working. Because obv. since I was a teenager my only goal when touching school property is to destroy it.
I played Doom in computer lab after I got done with my work.
I played a prank on a kid at school and edited his wiki page by changing his place of birth to "Hell" and putting a picture of a butterfly on the front page. I got suspended.
I said "Hello" to someone I shouldn't
Some teacher always made the whole class put their pens down whenever he was speaking, so I got sent out for having my pen in my hand while he was speaking.
I am just a wild animal that cannot be tamed.
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That's next on my list of stuff to get in trouble for.
I picked up a pen.
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