I have sporadic moments of hate.
As a lad, I frequently hated my teachers - even the teacher that I loved.
Frequently during last period, they would finish the teaching bits five minutes before the end of class.
And then they would make us stay in the classroom.
Elementary school, I guess I could understand. They need to manage a lot of flow. This was happing with incredible regularity while in high school.
When lucky, the last five minutes of class were a time of peer discovery. What’s going on? What are the plans? Where are people going.
This only happened when the teacher was only being a partial asshole and would allow us to talk.
Other teachers were much larger assholes.
For those teachers we needed to sit silently.
Sitting in silence for the last five minutes of a school day?
These jerks were so into the culture of delayed gratification they…
(is there any non gross way I could complete this? I’m not seeing it. Please intervene in the comments to prevent me from saying something pervy an…
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