When am I not disappointed with my school.
I've got an ancient art teacher who should've retired years ago, apparently he was still thought of as old when my 32 year old uncle had him.
He keeps thinking he hears people say stuff about him.
It was the end of the lesson, we'd all packed away and we were just milling about waiting for the bell to go.
I noticed a few friends of mine were hanging about next to the door which was near to their table, so I slowly started walking over to them. On my way there though, this teacher turns round, and yells at the boys to stop being so childish, though they all just looked confused and I could see they hadn't been doing anything.
The teacher turned back around, and they started heading towards me, none of us saying anything, when he suddenly turns back around again, looks at me and says, that's it, all of you can stay behind after the bell.
I swear he hears voices in his head.