» Sat May 12, 2012 8:41 pm
Wow. Some of you went to some crazy schools. My experience back in high school had nothing even close to these crazy things. Besides a fake bomb threat, a kid that loved to pull the fire alarm, and a student with a BB gun across the street from my school that was thought to be a sniper, nothing crazy really happened. We had some graffiti, fights, and students drinking and smoking pot in the bathrooms, but I don't exactly call that crazy. The amount of people skipping class made the school have a police officer patrol the school and cameras installed everywhere, but I thought that was overkill.
In middle school, a buddy of mine somehow accidentally drilled through his hand with a drill press in wood shop class. Not a clue how the heck that happened.
During the 9th grade in my metal shop class, a guy was using the lathe (?) machine (used to shave off metal). He put the machine on the fastest setting (2,000 RPM?) and he forgot to take the chuck key out (used to loosen/tighten the grip on the piece of metal being shaved. The chuck key was a piece of metal in the shape of a 'T'). He then turned it on, and the lathe quickly rotated and the chuck key hit and broke his hand. Then later that year, the metal shop teacher had to wear an eye patch for a month because a piece of metal shot into his eye.
In that same year in my wood shop class, a guy made a wooden "pleasure stick" and put it in a chick's purse. The teacher found it and kicked that chick out of the class. Later that same day, a guy was using the table saw. He finished cutting a long piece of wood, and he left it beside the saw and took his hand off of it. The machine quickly shot the piece of wood through the window of a door. Pretty lucky that no one was back there at the time.
The one thing that will stick with me is there was a student at my high school that was known as a chronic mastvrbater. He would mastvrbate in the bathrooms between every class. In the 11th grade, he was caught pleasuring himself in the school bathroom by the principle. And then during my last year in high school, the gym teacher (an awesome, fat, black pothead) started screaming and yelling at one of his students to take off the 'loaner shorts' (he forgot to bring his shorts, so he borrowed a pair from the school). It turned out that the chronic mastvrbater used those 'loaner shorts' as a way to clean up his "mess" in the bathroom, and the gym teacher knew about it. Pretty gross, but funny.
Yeah, my school was pretty laid back. The worst thing I ever did was pee in a classroom garbage can (the bathrooms were locked). And there was a day when myself and 5+ buddies of mine played darts with X-acto knives during class. A very un co-ordinated jerk (think Steve Urkel with a bad attitude) threw an X-acto knife (which barely missed my friend's head) and it smashed into a flat screen computer monitor. Right before the teacher came back into the classroom, I threw an X-acto knife into the ceiling. Later that day, that unlikeable kid knocked the knife out of the ceiling with a yard stick, and it nearly hit someone.....
Man, I really miss high school..... some really fun times for me.