Electronics was pretty terrible at my old school. The teacher was in his closed office most of the time while the gangsters-in-training slacked off.
I kid you not they would drop wires into outlets or burn themselves with solders.
But that wasn't the worst of it. Not by a long shot. We have conjoined work tables that span the room's width, and some idiots thought they would try lighting some Axe spray. So they proceeded to empty the entire can across the length of a counter which did not agree with my allergies one bit. After briefly wondering where the horrible stench of adolescent cologne was coming from I heard a very loud and very powerful 'woosh' and a very bright orange glow lit the dusty room.
Surely the people responsible would be caught right? Well the teacher unlocked his door, popped his head out and said, "Knock it off out there."
That's it. Needless to say I didn't learn much from the tattered 10 paged remains of what was once books.
So I took Autotech and played cards all day. Surprisingly it was less noisy.
