I had a teacher in high school my junior year (this was in the mid 90s) assign a 10 page paper that was due in two weeks... I fiddle and fiddled and fiddled and didn't do it and the day before it was due she went around the class and had each person talk about what they were going to write about... being a generally cocky ass when she got to me I said, "Eh, I got no idea... I haven't started it yet." her response i don't precisely recall but it was along the lines of "This is a serious paper that is a significant portion of your grade, I think you need to take this more seriously." not being smart enough to shut the fuck up at that point I made the remark of "I type at about 120 wpm, if I know what I'm talking out I can spit out a 10 page paper in an hour or so... I'm not concerned." as soon as I saw the look on her face I knew i was right fucked and she said something along the lines of "Then you shouldn't have an issue with yours being required to be at least 40 pages then and believe me I will check every citation."

That was a long long fucking night... I slept through my first two classes but got it turned in, she never forgave me for it either and beat the shit outta me in the paper, I got a b though so I wasn't bitching... they changed up english teachers my senior year and I got her for my senior english as well and when I finally went to get my graduation she was the one handing them out and she flat told me quietly that people like me didn't deserve to pass and if it had been her choice I'd have been failed.

What a bitch. /rude