Unfiltered Story #32264

Unfiltered | February 1, 2016

I was walking through the corridor when I see another student, who is in my cello class but didn’t show up for his lesson earlier that day. We were having are normal conversation about it, when a teacher comes out of the closest room. She is rather loud and obnoxious.

Teacher: Hey! What were you saying to him?

Me: Pardon?

Teacher: Don’t pardon me! You heard what I said.

Me: Um, I was just telling [Student] that he missed his cello lesson earlier.

Teacher: Don’t lie to me! You were saying more than that! I could hear you from inside.

Me: I don’t know what you’re talking about.

Teacher: What’s your name?

Me: [my name].

Teacher: I’ll be speaking to your teacher about this.

I walked away, and she started yelling at the other student, who told her my story was true. She thought I was bullying him, and for some reason he was covering up for me. I never found out what she thought was happening, but luckily she never spoke to anyone.