I thought I'd post these just in case anyone wanted to read them and maybe share your own experiences of this nature.
Date: Tue, 31 Jul 2001 02:09:39 EDT
From: IsHaN327
Subject: Principower...
To: clme3748@yahoo.com I spent my freshman year (two years ago) on the newspaper staff. I was with some friends at a restaurant when, on the way out, we saw four of the school administrators getting completely plastered. I had my camera with me, so yeah, you know what happened. The next thing I know, the three of us are running to the car being chased by the Principal, the Assisstant Principal, the Dean of Students, and one of the head security people (his title escapes me).
They caught up to us, and the Dean of Students - "Tom" - tried to talk me into giving up my film. That didn't fly, so he threatened to plant weed on all three of us and then threatened to claim we were overheard planning a shooting rampage (this was post-Columbine). Well, we did go home with the film but didn't bother with it, since we didn't want to go to jail. Now, aint that some shit?
Date: Mon, 30 Jul 2001 13:24:21 -0700 (PDT)
From: W Tidwell
Subject: princiPAL
To: clme3748@yahoo.com
Your flashback stirred a memory of my high school daze... It's along the same lines of your story. You know, how everyone overreacted...
I had a teacher in the 11th grade that always told meshe was going to tape my mouth shut with duct tape if I didn't shut up. I always told her, "You do, and I'll bring you some prune juice!" I made good on my half of
the deal.
I arrived early at school that day. I had a little joke I was going to play, and everyone was going to get a good laugh out of it. I had a quart of prune juice with a note attached that read: "Hope you stay regular, Mrs. Rogers!"- from your 4th period Peanut gallery. (thats what she called us) anyway, 10 minutes before homeroom, I placed the container on her desk. I went through the rest of the day thinking what a laugh she and the other teachers must have got from it.
Needless to say right before 4th period I was called to the office.
Principal: You know what you're here for, right Warren?
Me: Uh, no...
Principal: I'm very disappointed in you.
Me: Uh, why?
Principal: For this...(he then pulls the prune juice from under his desk and shows me)
Me: Oh, so thats why I'm here (the whole time thinking I'd get a lecture and get sent back to class)
The principal then tells me he'll be right back. I then proceed to open the prune juice and uh, shall we say test it's freshness... Right as I take a drink Mrs. Rogers walks in. She lets out a surprised gasp and walks out. The principal walks back in along with
the vice principal.
Principal: Were you drinking that juice?
Me: No, sir! I was just checking to see if the note was still there.
This really pissed him off.
Vice-principal: You know, Warren, that Mrs. Rogers is a piano player at the First Baptist Church.
Me: Yeah, and her husband's the music director. What's that got to do with this?
I was getting mad at this point.
Vice-principal: Mrs. Rogers is a fine upstanding citizen in our community and a God-fearing woman.
Me (wondering what God had to do with constipation):
Yeah, but Christians gotta stay regular too.
Principal: That's enough, Warren. You're suspended for two days, and have next month in detention.
Damn, that was harsh. My mother ( a former drill sergeant in the Army) showed up and gave Mr. Principal what for. (Yes, I is a mommy's boy) and got my sentence reduced to two days suspension- All for a practical joke!!!! Geez!
Feel free to share this with your site...
Warren
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