Undeniably, education is an essential part of a human’s needs. Therefore, it is also crucial to have a healthy school environment where everyone can develop and foster learning with positivity.
However, for some people, that’s not the case. All because these worst “professionals” existed. Probably, you’ve encountered some people like them. You might want to check out these stories from Reddit of the WORST teachers ever!
1. Huge Hatred
In Heidelberg, during my year abroad, my friend and I took a class that we thought would be interesting. It wasn't.
The teacher was a complete cow who hated her non-german students, and as we were the only two that semester.... Go figure. She was okay with me after learning I was part German but awful to my friend.
We missed two classes overall (we had to return to our own university for a little. This was agreed upon beforehand), so we missed two of her classes. We were together every other time we went to that class, so... We missed the same amount.
However, the woman told my friend she automatically failed her class as she missed THREE. But I was fine as I'd only missed two. We both decided never to go to her class again or sit her exam.
Oddly enough, that exam never showed up on our year abroad credits, and we both passed with high marks.
_Potato_Cat_
2. Completely Embarrassed
We have this admin in my school who we’ve nicknamed “The Pickinator.” In my sophomore year, she was patrolling the school, freaking Dolores Umbridge style.
She loves ruining kids' days and busts kids for the most minor things. This really annoying kid no one likes came up, snatched my backpack, and ran.
So I ran after him and ripped it out of his hands. Pickinator comes outside and immediately says, “You two, stop wrestling around and come with me.”
She escorted us to the office because we were wrestling and fighting. Tried to tell her I was just getting my bag back, and she wasn't having it.
So I just said, “Well, I got my things back; there's no reason to stick around now,” and went to my next class, which was starting shortly.
I got called down later anyway, but my Admin pretty much told me she overreacted and to just forget it happened. Pickinator hates me now.
Srgtgunnr
3. Inconsiderate One
I once had some kind of stomach pain, the worst pain I've felt my whole life, and was in science class. I started groaning in agony in the first row, and my bud next to me said I needed to leave and go to the hospital.
I wanted to, but my teacher, the witch, ignored me, and the tears that had now started streaming down my face. A minute later, I just stood up and walked to the door.
As soon as she tried to talk badly, I told her to pipe the fudge down and walked out with a raised middle finger. Then, I proceeded to throw up in the trash outside. Good times.
Griffin_van_Crow
4. Turns Good
I hadn’t been doing well in Calculus all year, but I was trying my best and just struggling. My teacher was one of the “cool” ones who acted laid back and cracked jokes.
I think this guy just thought I wasn’t trying, and he was as frustrated with me as I was with myself. One day in class, he made a sort of passive-aggressive joke at my expense- something about “if you would just try harder.”
He didn’t even say it in front of other students, just to me, but I was so over him thinking I wasn’t trying that I got up and walked straight out to the school counselor’s office.
I would have been sent there any way for walking out in class, so I decided to expedite the process. She was kind and talked me down from being so upset.
Anyway, that was on a Friday, so I didn’t see my Calculus teacher again until Monday. I was hoping we could just pretend it didn’t happen, but no such luck. He pulled me into the hallway to talk... and truly, genuinely apologized.
He offered to adjust his office hours (which didn’t work for me) to give me extra help. He ended up helping me pass the class- barely, but I still passed. I wouldn’t have graduated without it.
In retrospect, just talking to him more openly from the get-go probably would have been the more mature thing to do, but I was an awkward, self-doubting teenager who didn’t know how to ask for help. Ultimately, the experience helped me improve that skill and advocate for myself. I still hate calculus, though.
TonyDanzer
5. A Pathological Liar
8th grade science class. God I hated her. For the sake of this, let's say her name was Mrs. B.
Early on in the year, Mrs. B had given us a science fair project due in January. We had several class periods over the course of those months as well to work on it. My project was creating an unbeatable tic-tac-toe program (it did work properly, but that's beside the point right now).
Because it would take significantly longer to have 20 people (the number of tests we had to do) each play 3 rounds with the thing so, I asked her if I could do fewer, and she agreed.
Basically, she was allowing me to only do 7 people, which I got done shortly before Christmas break, only about 1 and a half school weeks until the project was due.
I thank her for letting me do fewer, as I would never have gotten it done in time otherwise. She turns to me with this confused look and says, "I never said that you have to do 20 trials like everyone else".
I was so insanely furious I even got a witness who had overheard her give me a lower number to come in as evidence. Both I and my witnesses ended up in detention.
I did finish the project, but barely, and it was rushed as hell. I still occasionally think of it and want to punch a wall.
Admiralthrawnbar
6. Mrs. Blame
My I.T teacher wanted to inspect my work, spreadsheets, Word documents, or something. Anyway, she accidentally deleted the file.
I was upset and tried to point out she just deleted my work. She started to shout at me, telling me I should have saved frequently.
I shouted back, telling her that wasn't the issue. She outright deleted the file. It got pretty heated. My parents were called.
We were outright yelling at each other for a good couple of minutes to the point where we were both in tears. I was about 14 at the time. She should have known better.
A few years later, My sister had her when she went to that school, and that same teacher berated my sister, calling her names, etc.
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7. Nonstop Mocking
I had a bout of stomach flu, which was so intense that it damaged my intestines, and as a result, my body couldn't process certain foods for a while. This caused me severe pain.
I mainly had cramps that were so bad I couldn't do anything useful anymore except curl up and wait for them to be over. It took me more than a month to figure out a very limited amount of safe stuff to eat, which I ended up slowly expanding on over time.
I did miss a few weeks of school when it first started, though. Directly after my math teacher's class, she insisted I come to her and explain why I missed so many of her classes.
I had a note from my GP ready, but she dismissed it. She told me she could tell that I wasn't sick but that I was just lazy and lying to everyone and that she was severely disappointed in me.
I literally just walked away, which is the closest I ever got to having a temper tantrum in class. In retrospect, I wish I had told her what I was really thinking, being that I was very disappointed in her.
Bunbury91
8. Believe Me
I was pretty sick for a while, and a teacher asked me why I wasn't in the last few classes, and I said I was ill. The teacher said, "You're not sick. You look completely healthy."
I said, "Oh, look at you with the all-powerful eyes that can see disease inside of people in an instant. He kind of realized what he had said, apologized, and told me to sit.
He didn't like me anymore, which is rare, and just kind of let me do my own thing for the rest of the semester.
WirelessTrees
9. Speak Up
When I was a senior in high school, I had an AP English teacher who would grade people "based on how much she liked them," essentially.
I had long hair and stretched earlobes, and she despised me even though I was an excellent student in all aspects. She claimed I didn't turn in assignments on time to justify my grades, so I spoke with my guidance counselor and investigated for me.
Turns out she had sorted completed assignments into piles of "good" and "bad" and would arbitrarily grade the papers based on who she felt sucked up to her the most that day.
I presented a book report on The Odyssey, which was by far the longest and most detailed presentation of the whole class, and she gave me a D. I told her, "Curse you, this is the end of your career," and walked out because I had sent an identical copy to the guidance counselor.
She presented it to the school board, which eventually got her fired. The best part was she was also a driver's ed instructor and lost her job doing that as well.
Apparently, I wasn't the first to speak up about her but I was the one that put the nail in the coffin, and it felt great.
L1AMCH0PS
10. Back To You, Miss
The teacher hated me because she was spouting some crap about how red pistachios don't and never have existed. Being the pretentious freak I was, I had to prove her wrong, so I bought a whole bag on the internet and dropped them on her desk a few weeks later.
She had never liked me, but after that, I couldn't get a C in her English class. I told my guidance counselor my senior year to put me in remedial English just so I could pass and wouldn't have to take her (small school, she was the only non-remedial senior English teacher).
So they made a separate class with a student's mom being the teacher (she was only qualified to be a sub technically), and it consisted of me and all the senior boys who wanted to blow off a harder class.
You can imagine how well that went. I then went on to graduate with a Master's degree in English and a 3.89 GPA, and all the students and other administration of that school.
She said it would best prepare you for college English can suck it because all she taught was syntax and didn't even teach us how to do an annotated bibliography or format MLA or APA papers. She taught us nothing useful. So HA!
deannnh
11. Invisible Kid
A long time ago, in 3rd grade, we had a math lesson, and our assistant teacher was helping our teacher. I wasn't great at math at that young age, and I would ask her for help, and then she would ignore me and move on to a different student.
I finally got her attention and asked her if she could please help me, and she finally said yes and then moved on to a different student, so I got pissed and slammed my fists on the desk.
The whole room went silent, and I said, "I need help with my math. Can I please have some help?" The principal came down and talked to me and asked why I did that because I got reported for being "disruptive."
She was really nice, and I had never been sent to the principal's office before. I told her what happened, and she gave a death glare to the assistant teacher.
[deleted]
12. Never Lose Hope
A friend of mine wanted to go to a certain University that was out of state and somewhat tough to get into. The counselor told him not to waste his time as he would never get in.
This pissed him off, so he went to the principal, who told him to trust the counselor as that was her job.
He applied anyway, got accepted, and taped two copies to the counselor and principal's door. He couldn’t afford to go anyway, but he was trying to prove a point.
dirtybirds233
13. Stop Dragging Me Down
Something similar happened to me. I left public school in the 5th grade for various reasons and was homeschooled from there.
I still had friends who went to public school, so in my senior year of high school, I wanted to go back. We went to the assigned counselor.
Well, she just took a glance at our transcripts and asked what we wanted to do once we graduated. Upon mentioning college, she laughed, like an out loud, throw-your-head-back laugh, and said I'd never make it.
She also said that my only hope was to take the classes offered by the local factories if I wanted to graduate. Guess who's in junior year now?!?
Mr5yy
14. Snapping Back
I once flipped on my German teacher (I'm German). She obviously didn't like me, and her marks were biased as fudge. This one time, she gave me an F on a poetry interpretation.
Grading is ridiculous as you can just interpret it as whatever, and the mark depends on the teacher's mood. I always got an A for grammar because the witch has to give me credit where my work is quantifiably good.
After handing the papers back out to the students, she did some debriefing about the whole thing, comparing what everyone wrote.
She told the whole class how good my thoughts on the poem and some of the passages that I wrote were and wanted me to read out loud what I wrote. I just said, "You gave me an F," stood up, and left.
robofuzzy
15. Crushing Ego
When I was in high school, we had this small, angry teacher who played rugby, or at least tried to, and who was always belittling students to feel better about himself.
One day, we had physical ed, and our teacher couldn’t come, so the little and always moody teacher who played rugby came to replace her.
The little teacher was trying to show off his skills at rugby and making our class play some game where we had to tackle who had the ball.
We didn’t tackle hard enough, so the little guy joined to tackle some students and show off his grandness. He was having fun being unstoppable and yelling at us if that was all we could do.
I was kinda mad, so I just went running at full speed at him. The little teacher got tackled and hit the ground so hard. That was something our class laughed about all year.
Maykesh
16. Worst Lesson Plan
My 8th-grade math teacher... was the absolute worst and ruined my appreciation for mathematics forever. She’d purposely skip chapters and mark correct answers wrong if you wrote numbers a certain way.
For example, You never put that little dash at the top of your number 7s, or your answer was wrong. Also, pop quizzes.
She had this rule where a pop quiz could cover ANY material out of the book, even if it was something we hadn’t gone over yet. And it’s not like we could take the book home to study.
It was one of those classes where the textbook had to be left in the classroom... I just quit doing any work for her after that. It royally pissed her off.
Zoidaryan1985
17.Student Grudge
I had a teacher at (private) college who enjoyed calling everybody stupid and saying that we were only studying there because our parents showed how much they earned. There were a lot of scholarship students, myself included, but who cares?
I can't be quiet when I hear these kinds of things, so we discussed them in almost every class. She failed most of the class on the first course. We fought with the dean, and she let us do another test with another teacher. Everybody passed.
In the second course, she gave us the same thing, but this time, the dean said we were being dramatic. The teacher decided that there would not be a test, only a group presentation. She settled the groups.
I got stuck with two lazy guys who did nothing, and I did the entire paper and the presentation. Both of them got a 9 (A), and I got a 7 (C minus) - it was the last time I did paperwork with the names of the people who did nothing, no matter who they were.
I needed a C to pass, but I failed because of a point. I tried to talk to the dean, but she didn't listen to me. So I had to do the course again.
I could do it with another teacher, but I chose her. I was the worst student she ever had. I sat in the first row, always made a fool of her, once I made her cry. The next year, she wasn't a teacher there anymore.
She made me lose my scholarship because of that grade. I do not regret it; I would do it again with an extra bit of cruelty.
[deleted]
18. Crazy One
When I was in eighth grade, my science teacher decided the day before the last test of the year to give us an extra 16 pages of new material to learn by ourselves and appear in the test.
Needless to say, everyone lost their mind and started complaining. I wrote her an angry letter. I was later forced either to apologize or they would tell my parents.
I apologized because I may have been a little inappropriate, and by the end of the year, she was fired after her first year in the school.
She also thought it was a good idea to bring her dogs to part of the science lab lessons when two kids are allergic to dogs.
poopyhead2750
19. Fight For Grade
I flipped my crap on a logic professor who "lost" my assignment's records. "YOU DIDN'T DO THEM... I'M LOOKING AT YOUR GRADES, AND THEY ARE 0'S; THAT'S WHY YOU HAVE A D."
Me: 'Look, you jerkward, I have papers you've graded right here. They aren't even good, but they are NOT 0s.'
It was over the phone, but eventually, I read through his comments on my papers while he was trying to argue with me.
That's when he's like, "Okay... that doesn't sound made up... Scan your papers and email them in." Went from a D to a B.
RonGio1
20. Worst Decision
After months of failing me because I couldn't do the problems his way (which multiple tutors told me was the hardest way of learning, and most of his two classes were failing).
He accused me of cheating on the final exam. It's two weeks before I graduate high school, I've been failing because you and the administration have your heads up your asses, and you think I'm gonna cheat on the final exam?
[deleted]
21. Tardy Professor
This happened to me in college. I was near the end of my senior year and needed to take an elective to satisfy degree requirements. I took basketball since I love the game.
The "professor" was an assistant coach for the school's basketball team, and he didn't give a darn about the class. Our class started at 8 am in the old basketball gym on campus, and he was the only way we could get into the gym.
A few times, he had a colleague come open up the gym for us, but at least 7 or 8 times over the semester, he just didn't show up at all, so after 15 minutes, the students just went back to their dorms or apartments.
I was a commuter driving 45 mins each way, so I had to skip work on the days I had class. I was working to pay for school. Near the end of the semester, someone in class asked him about his attendance.
Then he announced that anyone who didn't show up for the final exam (basically whoever could make a basket) would fail. On the day of the final exam, he didn't show up.
No colleague. Nothing. On that last day in December, there were 30 students freezing cold sitting outside of the gym. During professor evaluations, I ripped him a new one and wish I could have let him know to his face that his laziness cost me money.
Duck-Yo-Couch
22. Foreign Language
The professor showed up half of the time. I and all the other students ripped him a new one in the evaluations. We also kept reporting him throughout the semester because we weren't' learning Spanish, and it was not only required, but Spanish 2 was as well.
To this day, I've never learned Spanish. I dropped Spanish 2 after I looked at the first test, and there were just tears where my name went. I knew that's where my name went, but I couldn't do anything else on the exam.
It wasn't just me either, and there were several people in my Spanish 2 class that were in my Spanish 1 class who were clueless.
We tried going to the Dean but had no luck. They wouldn't let us retake Spanish 1 because we got A's (even though we knew NOTHING.)
In the end, I literally ended up switching colleges that didn't have a foreign language credit requirement. It's like that crap cursed me or something.
I was so excited about learning another language and still want to, but for the LIFE OF ME, I can't :( I am hoping that when my son enrolls in Spanish in high school next year, we will learn together.
MangoRainbows
23. Free Credits
We had a government professor in college who canceled constantly. We were supposed to have 4 exams, and by the time we were 3/4 through the year, we’d only had 1 exam.
The class met twice a week, and he canceled at LEAST once a week, if not more. He finally came in the week before finals and apologized and explained that his wife was sick, and he was caring for her (she had cancer).
He thought he could take care of her and keep working, but clearly, he couldn’t. He was taking a leave of absence as soon as the semester ended.
He said he spoke to the school and department and was still going to give the final so the class didn’t lose out on the credit. He assured everyone in class that they would either get an A or a B. Pass the final exam and get an A. Fail it and get a B.
Those who cared about grades did the final. Those who just wanted the credit (this was a literal intro gov class a lot of people took for the credit towards their other majors) came in, wrote their name on the exam, and turned it in the blank. Still got a B.
I was never sure if I should be furious with the school or happy with my free A (I was not a government major, so I didn’t really care).
redpurplegreen22
24. Math Genius
Did a math test, and on the paper, you could ONLY mark your answer. You had to do the calculations on another paper. Long story short, my teacher lost my calculations paper and wouldn’t admit it.
He said I didn’t hand it over, that I cheated, and some other crap... So I went to the school supervisor and asked to take the test again, and she let me.
My teacher asked me to look while I did the test, and he made another test that was way harder. I freaking aced it right in front of him.
He hated my guts for the rest of high school, and I couldn’t care less.
_leca_almeida
25. Pure Gaslighting
There was a high school English teacher, Ms. Blades, who was ignoring me for a while. It's worth mentioning that she didn't really like me for some reason.
I wasn't a bad or annoying kid; I was very non-confrontational and mostly kept to myself in and out of class, so I don't know what that was about.
Anyway, I had my hand up because I had to use the bathroom, and she kept pacing about the room, answering other kids' questions, but she would glance at me and immediately look away.
After about 5 minutes with my hand up and getting ignored (and about to crap my pants), I whistled as loud as I could. Interrupting anyone was completely out of character for me.
Well, once upon a time, I had a chipped one of my front teeth, so I could whistle extremely loud because of it. My whistle was just that. It was the whistling equivalent of firing a gun in a closed room. Absolutely deafening.
The entire room got quiet, and she quickly snapped her head around. As her name might suggest, Ms. Blades stared daggers into my face. Then one kid goes, "Ooooh, he just called you a dog, ooohhhhhhhhhh."
Then she gained serious momentum from that one-off and said, "Oh, I don't think so! You think I'm a dog!? You think I'm a dog!?" I got sent to the principal's office for disrespecting an ignorant teacher. I used the bathroom on the way there.
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26. Certainly Not Lying
She denied my request to use the restroom, and then I burst into tears when I couldn't hold it and yelled out I have an infection; I need to pee.
I had a bladder infection; I didn't know how I got it. I'm sure it had to do with holding it in. Anyway, she apologized and said she thought I just wanted to do my hair and makeup.
I used the bathroom and came back embarrassed af, so I dropped her class for the rest of the semester. The next school year, she wasn't working there, and I hope it was because of this situation.
itsthesimplethings
27. Absurd Encounter
I know a chap who once lost it in a lesson and threw a chair at the teacher. Some years, like 15 or so back, the two are now good friends.
Essentially, a discussion had turned into an argument, holding up the rest of the lesson, with the chap basically being awkward and pedantic, not letting it go, getting unduly steamed up himself, and apparently not realizing that everyone was getting pretty tired.
The teacher made some snide remark, and the chap flipped, threw a chair, and walked out. He waited outside, though cooling off, and afterward, the teacher went outside as well.
He was saying something to the effect of "I think we both ought to apologize for what just happened," and so they did. And all was well.
Blue_Tomb
28. Unreasonable Score
In high school, I answered every question on an Algebra 2 exam correctly but got a 90%. I went through the test, and there was not a single marking of a wrong answer.
So I asked the teacher why I had lost 10%, and he told me that because I used a pen, there was 10% taken off. I lost it. I must have spent five minutes trying to tell him how a test should be solely about my ability to demonstrate my understanding of the material, which I clearly grasped very well.
His final argument was that in college I would never get away with taking a test in pen. Two years later, I came back with my Calculus 3 exam, which I had taken in pen, and let him take a look at my fat 100%.
RitchieRitch62
29. The Bystander
In fifth grade, I had a teacher who disliked me because I was bullied a lot, and she had to take of it and talk to my parents a lot.
One day, I was playing kickball and got borderline assaulted by some kids, and she saw, came over, then let them go inside.
She looked at a dirt-covered me and said, "Don't go telling your dad about this!" The next day, Dad went to school and had a very long talk with this teacher and the principal. I'm pretty sure she was hoping the school year would end sooner.
nfsrobert
30. Wrong Move
I was a section leader in the marching band. I was a junior, and my section was 6 freshmen. We were having trouble getting a formation; these kids had never marched before, and I kept taking to help them keep track.
The director was a huge jerkward about it, making the entire band redo it because I was taking it. He called me out, and I argued back. I told him I was doing my job as section leader, trying to make sure that my section was in line because it was tricky.
He flipped his crap, I flipped my crap back, and it ended with him telling me to just go home (in the middle of the day). So I went to the office and told my guidance counselor what was happening and that I wanted to drop marching band.
He got in a lot of trouble, specifically for telling me to leave campus. It turned into a whole thing... my parents and I came in for a meeting with him and the vice principal.
In the end, the dude almost got fired and had to go to a seminar on how to communicate better. The other band director, who taught non-marching bands, talked me into staying in the marching band.
1angrypanda
31. The Announcer
When my dad died (I was 18, senior year of high school), I was working our school’s spring play and had a pretty important role as both an actor and the main writer/adapter of the play itself.
I only missed a day of school and AP classes because of that—definitely a decision I regret. My theatre director and I were pretty close.
So he decided that the best way to welcome me back to rehearsal was to announce, in front of the entire cast and crew, that my dad had died over the weekend and that he wanted them to sign a card for me.
It was awkward as heck. Then, at the end of the year, we had an awards ceremony to honor seniors in each subject, sport, etc.
I won the senior drama award, and when the director presented it, he retold the story of my father’s death and my return to school. To about 150 other students and their families and friends. When I was up on stage accepting the award, I wanted nothing more than to shrivel up and die.
TurnDownForPage394
32. Too Much Attention
My mom died when I was in the 6th grade. Everyone already seemed to know about it when I got back, so I guess the students were told ahead of time.
One thing I found taxing was all the teachers telling me how much they felt sorry for me and that I could ask them for anything.
My history teacher put me in a very long and awkward handshake/hand-holding session and talked to me about when his mom died. I knew they were all trying to be comforting, but I really just wanted to be left the fudge alone.
texasscotsman
33. Unacceptable Response
I flipped on several teachers, but this one still bugs me. One of my best friends in High school had died in a car accident.
Well, a couple of days later, my friends and I told my teacher we would not be able to make it to class because of the viewing. She then told us that we needed to plan our days better and how irresponsible it was of us.
I've never felt so much rage. Screw you, Mrs. Weaver.
TheShortPalmTree
34. Pulled Titles
I was a senior in college taking a chemistry class because it wasn’t required for my major until the end. Mind you, I’m an engineering student, so this freshman chemistry class is going to be a joke.
The last problem on test three was mathematically ambiguous. I walked up to her in the test and told her that, and she told me, “You’ll get it right.”
Fast forward a couple of weeks, and she counted me off ten points for it, so I ran it past a few friends and I went to her office.
Very calmly laid out my reasoning and a quick proof for why it was mathematically ambiguous. I was right. She said I was right but refused to give me the points back because that would mean she was wrong and I was right.
She took the stance of, “I have a PhD, and you’re an undergrad.” Much cursing and anger later, and I was kicked out of her office.
refuse_2
35. Heartless Behavior
I had a Spanish teacher, and in order to gain other student's sympathy, she would make fun of one of the students and kind of "bully" (not that badly, but well) that student for this hour of class.
Of course, other students sometimes laughed because the class was super boring, so it was like a show. I HATED that. Of course, she would pick the students who didn't reply back to her provocation.
The low profile type, and of course, she would use the perfect excuse just after being mean, "Ooh, it's just a joke, hihi." Once, that guy who never searched for trouble for anyone was her victim of the day.
She takes him as an example to describe a homeless guy in a picture. After only 10 minutes, he stands up and leaves the classroom crying. And when she stops him before he leaves, he tells her his dad died the previous night and pushes her away.
Once the door closed behind him, she paused for a second and took a crying voice to repeat what he had just said. "My dad just died, cry cry, poor baby"
Before I realized it, she received my Spanish book in the face, and I called her an "ugly slut" (yeah, my insult level isn't great in Spanish)
PM_fav_lingerie
36. Lost Self Esteem
A couple of weeks into my senior year of high school, the president gave a speech about the importance of school or something. I don't know.
I wasn't really paying attention. Anyway, all of the teachers in my school had to set up their projectors so we could watch it.
My math teacher couldn't figure out how to get her projector working. So, me being the nerdy kid, I offered to help. She had a fit. She started screaming about how she wasn't stupid and how I needed to just sit down and shut up.
After a few more minutes of her failing to fix it, she pointed at me and ordered me to fix it. I said, "Fix it yourself." She told the whole class to go next door to watch the speech in that teacher's room.
When we got up to leave, she pulled me to the side and told me that when the class got back, I was going to stand up and apologize for being so rude to her. I refused and went to join the rest of the class.
She spent the rest of the year making my life miserable. She told me on several occasions that she was going to make sure that I failed her class. Sure enough, I failed her class. The only class I ever failed.
darth_ravage
37. The Meany Lady
Also in high school, a teacher wanted to play a movie of a disc, but she kept pressing the eject button, expecting it was the play button (or some crap, I don't know what she was thinking).
The third time she went to press the same button after inserting the disc again, I may have slightly snapped that she shouldn't press the button.
To which my teacher responds, "Well, sorry, at least I get along better with people than with computers." Cue class laughter due to the sick burn of the teacher.
It sticks around for a bit, but the next day, people forget all about it. Fast forward to the next time I had that class. At the start of the lesson, the teacher waited till everyone was seated. "I'm sorry about what I said in the last lesson. Curiously, I was unaware that you're autistic."
As far as I'm aware, I don't have any form of autism. Maybe she should've called me a spastic due to my ADHD, but honestly... Ten years later, and I'm still salty about that one, and it probably left her vapid head the moment after she said it.
Criously
38. Exploded Bomb
This might not seem like much of a temper, but overall, I was a quiet, respectful, and non-confrontational student. On that day in 10th-grade history, the students kept losing handouts and asking for extra copies from the teacher.
He was clearly sick of it. I had never asked for extras before, but someone must have packed up my handouts with theirs at the end of class because I couldn't find mine.
I went to ask him for some, super meekly and apologizing. I knew he wouldn't be happy, but I was a good, non-trouble kid, so I thought such a simple thing would not be a problem, but I was wrong.
I got lectured, glared at, yelled at, and refused, and I swear I must have been the last straw for him with how much he overreacted.
I stared at him as coldly as I could and said calmly but with some serious venom, "Thanks for nothing," and turned around and strode off.
He shouted after me, seriously incredulous that I dared to speak to him so, but I didn't turn or stop. Damn, that felt good as a shy 14-year-old girl.
PetrichorTox
39. Ultimate Trauma
I never flipped out, but if I ever saw Ms.A***** in public ever again, I’d punch her in the face. I was a (white) immigrant child who spoke no English.
She couldn’t grasp why I couldn’t understand her and yelled at me constantly for not following instructions for 2 FREAKING MONTHS until someone told her that I didn’t understand her.
I developed a severe stuttering problem because of her that cost my parents thousands of dollars we didn’t have in speech therapy. Still hasn’t fully gone away! Curse that woman.
svetkuz
40. Not Helping
In my sophomore year of high school, I'm in an advanced algebra class and not doing well. The teacher would lecture for the first half of the class and then give us the other half to work on homework.
Since I wasn't doing well, I'd go to her desk a lot and ask for help on how to approach certain problems. She had this awful habit of just taking my notebook and finishing a problem and then going, "Did that help?" I was usually just polite and said, yeah, and walked back.
One day, I was confused again. I bring up my homework, and she just does the problem with no explanation of how she got there.
I kind of rolled my eyes, and she saw. She said if I didn't want her help, then I shouldn't come up there. I just kind of blurt out, "I came to you because I was confused about how to do these. You're just showing me a completed problem and aren't actually teaching me problem-solving."
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41. Nonsense Degree
My math teacher in CC believed that the only way for people to learn was to place a book in front of them and let them figure it out themselves.
He ignored our questions and pleas for us to help because we had to pass this math class to graduate. All he did was explain to us, “This is how other countries teach.”
Finally, one day I snapped in class and told him to get his lazy ass off of his chair and teach like a normal professor. It was so agitating because he never explained to us that this is how he taught.
He was normal on the first day, but on Monday, when he started his method of teaching, it was too late to drop the class without penalties. What bothered me the most was this was a community college.
macaronikiss
42. Call of Nature
When I was in kindergarten, my first teacher got pregnant, so she had to take maternity leave. Then, she was replaced with a substitute teacher to teach my class for the rest of the school year.
She was very strict, and she was not very nice. I had issues with her. But I was a very good student, quiet and to myself. One day, I asked her if I had to use the bathroom, but she refused to let me go.
I really had to go but ended up peeing on myself. I remember going to the nurse, and then they called my mom. My mom went up to the school and had a meeting with the teacher, the principal, and someone else. 2 days later, that teacher was fired.
comfencer
43. Grief Deprived
My grandpa had just died, like two days before. I pretty much grew up with my grandparents because of family drama and stuff.
So my mother goes to my school and asks my teachers to go easy on me for a couple of weeks. THE SAME DAY, surprise oral test. I don't answer anything, and I don't even want to.
A month passed by, and this teacher was commenting on our performances. He tells me I've had a good performance throughout the year except for a small hiccup a couple of weeks before.
She then proceeds to ask me, "What happened? Your dog got sick? Your little boyfriend dumped you?" with that sort of mocking tone.
My classmates had to physically stop me from throwing something at her. Never been so angry in my life, and I was a very calm, shy kind of dude, a straight A+ student.
goldendrella
44. Horrible Soul
I once had a very terrible history teacher. This guy was something else. He was horrible to everyone and said some extremely questionable things.
He never bothered me, in particular, too much—a few things here and there, but nothing super bad. Well, my best friend drowned while canoeing with some other students.
A few days later, the principal had a moment of silence for him, and this teacher said, 'Kid deserved it.' And I lost my freaking mind.
I started yelling at him, and I was crying, and he was just standing there with this smirk on his face. My friends pulled me out of the room while he called the principal. I ended up suspended, but there was a walkout the next day due to my suspension.
DanongorfTheGreat
45. A Profzilla
A hardworking student in my class, whose effort is seldom justified by the results he receives, gets a mediocre score on his English test.
English teacher insults him in front of the whole class, saying that he is probably just gonna end up working in law enforcement or the army. Since she was standing near me when she said that. I snapped.
I replied, “Being an English teacher doesn’t necessarily mean that you’re very successful in your life either.” She shifts the target on me instead of saying she can’t stand students like me.
There was some verbal exchanges. To end it off, we all had a graduation exam that we had to do, GCE Cambridge ‘O’ Levels. I ended up getting an ‘A’ for English. I still went over to thank her on my results day, but she ignored me. Oh well
r0lexhueur