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Everybody had a personal favorite or that one teacher that for some reason we just didn't like. Back in the day, when I was in 6th grade, there was a math teacher that for some reason we just didn't get along with each other. I was a bit of a wise-guy, and he was a bit of a hard-guy who always thought he was all that. His hairdo resembled Elvis' and he always wore sunglasses, even while teaching. He clearly thought he was the real-life Fonz. Me, well I was the real-life Spanky. One Friday he made me stay after school for two hours because I pied in the classroom, and I called him an idiot because he wouldn't let me go to the restroom when nature called. I asked him three times, and he just wouldn't let me go. My bladder hurt so bad that I just couldn't take it any longer. Squeezing my peepee, trying to hold it in, I ran to the corner of the classroom and let the yellow river flow. I never told my parents what happened or the real reason why I was held back after school, I thought I would get more trouble with them. I got him back though. The following Monday I went to my classroom early, and before he got there, I secretly put a thumb tack on his chair. Well, my plan worked, the idiot sat directly on it with force. He popped up quicker than a Jack-in-the box and his glasses flew off his head. I don't think he actually thought anyone had put it there because he never said a word to any of us. He just picked up his glasses off the floor and started teaching. The very next day, I did it again and the knucklehead sat on it again. This time he knew it wasn't accidental and he threatened to give everyone an F until someone confessed. I never did confess, and everyone never did get an F. Years later, when I was out of school we met up by chance at a local bar and I confessed to him. He apologized to me and also confessed to me saying- "I knew it was you all along" We laughed like hell and bought each other shots of tequila and toasted to the good old days. We became pretty good friends after that. Weird how the world works sometimes. I was a sly fox he was a Jack-in the box we became good friends
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