Bad Day Teaching
Me, teaching studiously, intently, on VERY IMPORTANT STUFF: Blah blah blah. Blah blah blah. Bla--- ok, class, you need to know it off. It's rude to laugh and be this disruptive. Ok, WHAT'S SO FUNNY? Class: (Dead silence) Me (glaring in righteous teacher wrath): Well? Finally, one girl's hand is slo-o-owly raised. Me (giving the stink eye): Yes? Girl (softly): Mr. Marsh, you have a reeeeealy big hole in the seat of your pants. Yeah. Not my BEST day....















