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Eighth grade Private school with a very naive teacher. She must have only been 25-ish at the time.
We had always complained that the facilities in the school were a little sub-par. Today we're focusing on the floor tiles... yes the loose (probably asbestos ridden) floor tiles. So, she leaves the room for maaaaybe 2 minutes. In that amount of time, being the born leader that I am... I hatch the plan to pull up all the tiles and stack them in the corner, inspire my fellow students to help in this endeavor, and then act as if nothing happened when she walks back in. I mean we had a huge room easily twice as larg as my parents two car garage. On top of it we had to lift desks get tile out from under them and replace the desk in place to maintain our innocence.
In she walks and impressively not a single one of us smile, chuckle or say a word. I think I even saw a halo or two over a few noggins. We were angels.
About 5 to 10 minutes later, handing out papers her shoe comes off... stuck to the floor. It's only then that she realizes the tiles are missing and someone has stolen them. Instantly she heads down the hall to get the principal.
We are so busted!
So the principal walks in and asks he what she's talking about. She rambles on and on about the glue sticking to her shoe and the missing tiles and just how sure she is one of us is behind this. The principal asks her to turn around. At this point she starts crying and runs down the hall. Yep, we had replaced all the tiles as if nothing happened. The only way it could have gotten better would have been with Twilight Zone music or the Psycho "screech".
Never truly busted
We had always complained that the facilities in the school were a little sub-par. Today we're focusing on the floor tiles... yes the loose (probably asbestos ridden) floor tiles. So, she leaves the room for maaaaybe 2 minutes. In that amount of time, being the born leader that I am... I hatch the plan to pull up all the tiles and stack them in the corner, inspire my fellow students to help in this endeavor, and then act as if nothing happened when she walks back in. I mean we had a huge room easily twice as larg as my parents two car garage. On top of it we had to lift desks get tile out from under them and replace the desk in place to maintain our innocence.
In she walks and impressively not a single one of us smile, chuckle or say a word. I think I even saw a halo or two over a few noggins. We were angels.
About 5 to 10 minutes later, handing out papers her shoe comes off... stuck to the floor. It's only then that she realizes the tiles are missing and someone has stolen them. Instantly she heads down the hall to get the principal.
We are so busted!
So the principal walks in and asks he what she's talking about. She rambles on and on about the glue sticking to her shoe and the missing tiles and just how sure she is one of us is behind this. The principal asks her to turn around. At this point she starts crying and runs down the hall. Yep, we had replaced all the tiles as if nothing happened. The only way it could have gotten better would have been with Twilight Zone music or the Psycho "screech".
Never truly busted