I got two answers for this.
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When I was in grade school, the teachers would get mad and fuss at me for reading books during recess time. Because I wasn’t playing with the other kids. But those kids told me they didn’t like me and they didn’t wanna play with me because they thought I was too weird. So why should I want to or have to play with the other kids if they didn’t wanna play with me? Also I was sitting on the steps reading my Junie B. Jones book or Babysitters Club book or Judy Moody book and eating my cookies, minding my business, how was that bothering you any?
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In my sophomore year of high school I took a Ceramics/Sculpting art class, and it was the last day of school before fall holiday break. And rhe project we were currently working on was making tumbler cups that can be used to hold desk supplies like pencils, markers, pens, highlighters, etc. I guess i didn’t wrap my project up as well ad i thought the day before because half the clay of my project was dried up before I was finished. I asked the teacher what I should do, she said that I could ask the girl at the table in front of mine for some clay, because she was prepping a new bag of clay. So when I went to ask the girl, she said “Of course, but can you give me about 10 minutes?” And I said “okay, I can wait”. Whilst I was waiting, I pulled out my school laptop, checked to see if I had any new important emails and made sure I turned in all my finished assignments into Google Classroom so my teachers could grade them during break. 15 or so minutes later, I asked the girl again if I could get some clay now. But I just asked her from my table since hers was not far from mine. The teacher called me to her desk and said to me “We do not yell across the classroom! You can prep your own clay.” I didn’t even yell, I thought to myself. The girl was literally less than ten feet in front of me. But out loud, I responded “That’s fine, but can I at least get an apron or smock first please? I don’t wanna get my clothes dirty”. And for some unbeknownst reason that made my teacher even more angry with me. “You have been very disrespectful all day today! Pack up your bags, I’m calling your vice principal”. And I was sentenced to all day in school suspension.
But what about you? What’s the silliest or dumbest reason you got in trouble for in school?
The first thing that came to mind wasn’t actually in school, it was at home, but it was when I had just got home from school so I hope it’s okay.
I was eating nutella from the jar, with a spoon. Like a goblin. I had a huge amount on my spoon. Suddenly, the front door opens and in my embarrassment for eating this large quantity of hazelnut sugar, I quickly shoved the jar away in the cupboard, and snuck by my parents with the spoon behind my back.
Uh oh. I was planning on eating the nutella in my room, off the spoon, but I realised it was far too much nutella. Maybe I lost my appetite. Either way, the only recourse in my mind was to dump the contents of the spoon down the toilet, and stash the spoon to be returned at a later date.
Not only did the nutella not flush, but I also didn’t notice that it hadn’t flushed, leaving a sight that I’m sure we can all imagine. My parents were furious, we actually had guests so they were livid that they could have seen this. They pulled me to one side, were basically yelling at me: “We’re not mad you did it, we’re mad you’re lying to us about it.”
I didn’t know what to do. I just kept telling the truth. I was eating nutella and didn’t want to get into trouble for the gigantic spoonful so I tried to hide it. Resulting in a stalemate.
Anyway, I’m not sure they actually remember this happening, but it was quite traumatic for me because I was otherwise quite a good boy.