Hotdogs And Air-horns And Balls, Oh My

| VA, USA | Learning | December 1, 2016

(My math class takes place in the trailers of my high school. Each trailer has two classrooms, with a door in the thin wall that they share. My math teacher happens to be pretty laid back and also close friends with the teacher next door. During my math period, the teacher next door doesn’t have a class. This leads to these events.)

Story #1:

(My math teacher has brought in two huge packs of soda for an experiment we’re about to do.)

Math Teacher: “Okay, guys, I bought, like, 100 sodas for you so please don’t waste them. Anyway, we’re going to—”

Other Teacher: *pokes head in class through door* “Actually, I was the one who bought the sodas.” *goes back into his classroom*

Math Teacher: *opens door and shouts* “OK, WELL, I BOUGHT YOU THAT HOTDOG!” *closes door*

Other Teacher: *after a few seconds of not replying, he slowly pokes his head back in* “It was a really good hotdog…”

Story #2:

(My math teacher has decided to use an air-horn sound effect to signal when we’re out of time to do our worksheet. He plays it fairly loudly.)

Math Teacher: *plays air-horn effect*

(Then, very faintly, we hear the same sound effect coming from next door.)

Class: *silently looks at Math Teacher to see what he will do*

Math Teacher: *proceeds to spam air-horn sound effect super loudly*

Other Teacher: *does the same*

(After a while of doing this, they both eventually stop.)

Classmate: “[Math Teacher], can we all go in there and spam the sound effect on our phones?”

Math Teacher: *laughs* “No, of course not.” *thinks for a few moments* “Ok, well, maybe after class.”

(And we did exactly that.)

Story #3:

(We’re in class learning when all of a sudden we hear loud bangs from, of course, next door.)

Math Teacher: “What the heck is that?” *pokes head in other class* “Ah.”

(The class just sits there, realizing that the sounds are coming from the other teacher next door bouncing a ball against the wall.)

Math Teacher: *grabs a golf ball and a putter from a shelf, along with a plastic cup, and heads next door; he then returns, smiling* “There we go. That should be better.”

(Cue the sounds of a golf ball rolling around and a lot of ” THAT’S BULL-S***” for the rest of the class.)

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