Have you ever been caught passing a note to someone in class? What did it say? Hopefully nothing even close to what these notes said. Here, 17 teachers share the weirdest note they've ever confiscated from a student.
1/17. When I worked as a teachers aide I once intercepted a note from a girl who was known as the "mean girl" of the high school to a boy who had a bit of a reputation for being a stoner. She looked furious and hurled the balled up paper at his head and I scooped it of his desk. It read:
"I know you took a sh*t in my hand bag you son of a b*tch."
2/17. Took a kid's phone once. Just as I took it out of her hand, she was sending a text. I take a look..."I want your flesh rocket in my hot pocket." I haven't taken anyone's phone since.
3/17. When I was in 5th grade I did extra chores to make $.50 so I could write a note to a girl I liked in the class. I included the $.50 so she could buy fruit snacks at lunch because I knew she liked them. I put the note in her desk when no one was looking. She saw it and then looked around and the money fell out.
The teacher saw it and took the note in front of everyone and asked who did it. She then looked closer and recognized my handwriting and called me out in front of everyone and took me to the principal. I overheard her telling him something about trying to "pay for affection."
4/17. A teacher I know intercepted a crumpled piece of paper a student was trying to keep concealed. The Teacher confiscated it as the student pleaded with him not to open it. He pulled the edges of the ball of paper down expecting to read some juicy gossip but instead was greeted with a load of snot.
The student didn't have any tissues to blow her nose.
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5/17. After I turned 21, I ran into a my old science teacher buying liquor. We were good friends and remained in contact, even though I dropped out of school. He helped me through biology in college and other courses. Anyway I offer to take him out to the local bar to buy him a drink.
We were about a couple drinks in and I asked him, out of curiosity, if he had [ever confiscated a weird note from a student before]. He did not mention a name but he intercepted a note that said something like, "This time tomorrow a lot of people are going to be dead here and you better not come in." He held him after class to ask him what was up. He said he wasn't going to call the cops on him but he wanted to know why he thought that this was a solution.
The kid broke down crying saying that everyday he goes home and it was sh*t. How he was beaten everyday and his father beat the sh*t out of his mother and everything. The kid lifted up his shirt and showed the bruises. Which apparently were a lot because his chest looked like a totally different color. He told him, I will make you a deal I will teach you how to defend yourself if you promise me you won't do what you are thinking about doing.
My science teacher got there early that day and waited out front where the students came in and saw him and took him aside and said what is the deal? Tears streaming down his face, he said teach me how to fight. For the next two years he taught this kid how to defend himself. My science teacher used to be a military drill instructor.
So long story even longer. One night this kid goes home and his father is on a mean, drunken rampage and is about to hit his mother and sister and he just balled up and grabbed his fist and beat the ever living sh*t out of his old man. From then on his life turned around his father quit drinking, wound up divorcing his mom. The kid forgave his mom. And the kid went on to college and now holds a PHD of some kind.
6/17. My mom's a teacher. One day she came home with a note and threw it in the counter. I, being curious, looked and saw about 8 different sexual positions not only written, but drawn out into stick figures performing them. Apparently my mom stopped the note from being passed around her 4th grade class.
7/17. On my first day of high school, my biology teacher caught me writing in my diary, assumed I was writing notes to someone else, and proceeded to read it in front of the class and even ask me questions about things I had written. This included the part about how excited I was that a boy I'd had a crush on for 7 years was sitting behind me.
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8/17. It was my first year of teaching. Halfway through class one day, I notice a folded piece of paper land on a guy's desk. I practically ran to his desk to snatch it up, as intercepting your first high school note is a memorable experience for sure.
It was a blank piece of paper.
I got so excited to read it aloud, to frame it in my study, and to laugh about it at my evening dine with the colleagues. Why did it have to be blank? Do high schoolers take pride in ruining their teacher's dreams?
Kids, man. I love this job, but sometimes it really sucks.
9/17. It was a back and forth note being passed between two 7th grade girls. They were talking about some boy and one was asking for the other's advice on making some sort of "big decision." The whole time I am reading it, I am thinking that I am going to have to have a sex talk with her. Finally, toward the end, she says something to the effect of, "No, I really like him. I am just not sure if I like him enough for him to be the first boy I hold hands with!" I thought it was hilarious that she was putting so much thought into that. I was also very relieved, and my faith in their innocence was restored a bit.
10/17. Not a teacher but a Teacher's Aid. I caught this note being passed in a 2nd grade class from a little girl to a boy. "Hey Xavier, I like you." Xavier: "I don't."
11/17. Male seventh grade math teacher here. Not sure if these girls hated me or had a crush on me but took a note where the girls were trying to describe what my unit probably looked like. They ended up agreeing that it most likely looked like a rocket. My job is sh*t but at least I got the old rocket penis going for me.
12/17. The girls in our class got busted for passing notes and had a talk with each other and the administration about why not to do so. We guys (severely out numbered) decided to mock them and started passing notes. The teacher didn't care at first. After a while it got to be a problem. It was mostly stupid jokes like, "Hey look, a note!"
Two of my friends had been furiously passing notes and finally got caught. She confiscated the note and made my friend, Donny, come up in the front of the class to shame him.
"I want you to read the note to the class, Donald."
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"But Ms. B, there isn't anything to read. It is just a bunch of scribbles."
"If you lie you need to go to confession. (Catholic school)"
"No, really Ms. B! It is just a bunch of scribbles. " shows her
"Looks very well, but what does it say on the other side smug."
"Scribble, scribble, scribble." *shows a side with "Scribble, Scribble, Scribble" written on it.
13/17. I teach second grade.
I had one group of troublemakers. One of these troublemakers was a pretty good kid, he was just easily influenced into doing the wrong thing. When I caught him stealing from another kid's desk, I wrote a citation (something my school/district does; it goes to the office and the parents) and took him outside the room and explained to him why stealing wasn't okay.
Well, he was a good rat and never mentioned that someone else told him to do it. Unfortunately, the ringleader, a little girl of questionable family structure, thought he was giving her up while I was talking to him and proceeds to write a small note and leave it on his chair. When we both returned, another kid points out that she was out of her seat during a test and I see the note.
I sh*t you not, it read: "If you tell Mr. A, I'll tell John who will beat you up." What the f*ck?! They're 7-8 years old, where do they learn this sh*t?!
14/17. One of the kids drew a picture of the teacher, naked with his dick out.
The dick was small. I was the teacher. It was weird.
15/17. I took Spanish in high school. My junior year class was probably my favorite class of all time despite the fact that I learned very little. Everyone in the class were friends and we all loved our teacher (and screwed around with him a lot).
One day, while bored, I sent a note around the classroom that read "There are footprints on the ceiling." Probably about half the class looked up when they read it. Me and my buddy were giggling harder and harder with each person we fooled. The note was almost at the last person when my teacher noticed. He took it out of the person's hands and read it silently.
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And then he looked up.
My friend and I couldn't control ourselves any longer. We absolutely lost our sh*t. The rest of the class laughed as well so we didn't get called out, but both of us had tears rolling down our faces. That was one of my favorite things to ever happen to me.
Mr. Gomez, if you're reading this, you're awesome.
16/17. When I was in 4th or 5th grade (9 or 10 years old) me and my friend came up with an idea we should make our own code so our messages could not be deciphered if caught. (E.g. A = ^ and B = $) We had the all the whole alphabet in code and each having our own little piece of paper to help us decipher each code when we receive one.
One time my teacher, Ms. M, took one of our notes and said in front of the class "Would you like to read it to the class, or me?" and I say loudly "It's in code, you can't read it." She looks at the message and like a tool says, "We'll see about that."
She proceeds to spend the rest of the day trying to decipher the message. B*tch couldn't decipher it.
17/17. I was in fourth grade and made one of those cutout snowflakes with hundreds of dick shapes. The teacher stole it and threatened me with telling my parents. One day she had a substitute and I stole that sh*t out her desk. Nobody steals my dickflakes.
Getting disowned by your family can either be absolutely devastating or a massive relief. Either way, usually it's to get rid of toxicity within a family structure, whether on purpose or an unintentional result of the situation.
Here are a few stories about being disowned by family members, from the side of the person who was disowned. Heads up, these might get a little ugly.
Now THAT’S a toxic family.<p>I don't consider myself disowned, but I have been cut off from seeing my younger siblings. I've pretty much disowned certain family members myself.</p><p>My mother(50) has been abusing her position of EPOA for my Alzheimers addled Grandmother(80) via extortion, and unlike everybody else, I choose to hold her accountable for her actions, because her selfish actions lead to my nana nearly needing her feet amputated from having lack of medical care and attention.</p><p>I told everyone what she was doing and nothing happened. No one wants to prosecute her because apparently legal fees are more important than getting my grandmother justice.</p><p>So, essentially, I was 'disowned' for exposing her extortion.</p><p><a href="https://www.reddit.com/user/Mumsacunt/" target="_blank">Mumsac*nt</a></p>
At least there was a happy ending.<img lazy-loadable="true" data-runner-src="https://assets.rebelmouse.io/eyJhbGciOiJIUzI1NiIsInR5cCI6IkpXVCJ9.eyJpbWFnZSI6Imh0dHBzOi8vYXNzZXRzLnJibC5tcy8yNTcwMDY3NC9vcmlnaW4uZ2lmIiwiZXhwaXJlc19hdCI6MTY0NjQ0ODQ1NX0.50384xr_KZ6kXnpm2NPzxtQUNKoxaiuvdeefciyQ3bU/img.gif?width=980" id="6a14b" class="rm-shortcode" data-rm-shortcode-id="1841f01792526bfa9519bd02ba86da10" data-rm-shortcode-name="rebelmouse-image" data-width="480" data-height="360" />bart simpson whatever GIFGiphy<p>Mom saw that I'd worn some of her clothes while she was in another province for work. I came home to her screaming that I'd sold thousands of dollars of her clothing to my high school friends (we were so poor we had to steal food; nobody bought any clothes, nobody stole them either lol).</p><p>She then said she was going to destroy everything I owned, and in a panic I hid in my room and put the dresser against the door. She started throwing herself against it, and I was terrified to realize she was gonna get in. My lava lamp fell, I caught it, and threw it when she forced the door open. She screamed, I jumped out a window and ran barefoot to a friends house.</p><p>She called the police accusing me trying to murder her, I turned myself in and told the police that I did assault her and would accept any charges. They released me to my friends house and told my mom that they'd charge her with child abandonment if she kept pushing.</p><p>Her ex best friend drove four days to get me. She signed over the ownership papers and I've had an amazing dad ever since.</p><p><a href="https://www.reddit.com/user/Individual-Youth958/" target="_blank">Individual-Youth958</a></p>
Talk about mommy issues.<p>My mom decided when I was 13-14 that she didn't want to have kids anymore. Her and my dad divorced. So my dad moved out of the family house and my mom was newly single.</p><p>So she gets my sister out first by asking my sister to go away to stay with our dad for the weekend. When my sister came back, my mom had packed all her items in boxes and said, "find somewhere else to live." Sister was maybe 15. Her reasoning is she didn't like the crowd my sister was running with.</p><p>With me, I stuck around longer. I took more abuse and neglect. My mom didn't cook, or clean, or have food in the house. And despite getting child support, if I asked for shoes, or anything, "ask your father, don't ask me."</p><p>Despite not having food or money, she wouldn't give me the alarm code to the house, or a key. I could only come home if she was home. One day she agreed to drive my friends and I to the movies. Well she and I got into a small argument about something in the morning (I don't remember what) and I left and arrived home in the afternoon. She was home but wouldn't let me in. I was a 13-14 year old kid (before cell phones were that commonplace). Ringing the bell, peering in the windows. She wouldn't let me in. Finally, I found an open window and climbed through and she coldly looked at me and said, "you know, I could have you arrested for breaking into the house if I wanted to."</p>
This mother is a monster.<p>I was told by my mother that my general existence causes more problems than it solves, and I had two weeks to either leave or kill myself. She didn't care which I chose to do, but if I killed myself I needed to make it look like an accident or she couldn't collect on my life insurance. She decided this needed to happen because I'm disabled.</p><p><a href="https://www.reddit.com/user/alchemicals/" target="_blank">Alchemicals</a></p>
Screw that mess, indeed.<img lazy-loadable="true" data-runner-src="https://assets.rebelmouse.io/eyJhbGciOiJIUzI1NiIsInR5cCI6IkpXVCJ9.eyJpbWFnZSI6Imh0dHBzOi8vYXNzZXRzLnJibC5tcy8yNTcwMDY4MC9vcmlnaW4uZ2lmIiwiZXhwaXJlc19hdCI6MTYxOTA2MjU0MX0.n131ClXLEFf7zJlsU81cnGvFDmY3hpXFsPud2V1_XxE/img.gif?width=980" id="e1c11" class="rm-shortcode" data-rm-shortcode-id="5e6939807d6cc78a7e46681e1b29188a" data-rm-shortcode-name="rebelmouse-image" data-width="480" data-height="480" />Sad Murdoch Mysteries GIF by Ovation TVGiphy<p>My dad. It was mostly my decision because we used to do hard drugs when I was a kid. Growing up I thought it was normal until friends found out and told me they were worried about me. I first overdosed when I was 14 from drugs he gave me and let me just say it was all downhill from there. </p><p>I'm 13 years sober now but I kicked him out of my life around the same time. My dad still says horrible things about me and his whole family believes him... so I cut them all out. It's definitely for the better as I have created my own family with supportive friends. Screw that mess.</p><p><a href="https://www.reddit.com/user/jessvszombies/" target="_blank" rel="noopener noreferrer">Jessvszombies</a></p>
Very culty.<p>I was a Jehovah's Witness, and I started asking the wrong questions.</p><p>There is now several hundred people that watched me grow up, the only social circle I was allowed to have, that must pretend I don't exist if they ever see me.</p><p><a href="https://www.reddit.com/user/excusetheblood/" target="_blank">Excusetheblood</a><br></p>
WTF to all of this.<img lazy-loadable="true" data-runner-src="https://assets.rebelmouse.io/eyJhbGciOiJIUzI1NiIsInR5cCI6IkpXVCJ9.eyJpbWFnZSI6Imh0dHBzOi8vYXNzZXRzLnJibC5tcy8yNTcwMDY5Ny9vcmlnaW4uZ2lmIiwiZXhwaXJlc19hdCI6MTYyODE2NzY4N30.jnPPGZOY8r2ocnAZwVQS3RG2rWB-8IJ4l2FsHKAraWQ/img.gif?width=980" id="668cd" class="rm-shortcode" data-rm-shortcode-id="dea203429b9f16653755bcfac9e60e41" data-rm-shortcode-name="rebelmouse-image" data-width="500" data-height="280" />britney spears GIFGiphy<p>Where do I start?</p><p>My mother and I have never gotten along. As a child she has been overly critical of me (Asian parent). Even when I was small I remember her telling my Dad "If she can't even cut in a straight line what can she even do?!". I was 5 when she said that. When she realized that I was not going to grow up like she did or have the interests she wanted me to have she grew more critical of me. She laid of a bit when my little sister came around and she favored her more. I always felt like I was never enough in her eyes. She only was affectionate during family get togethers, vacations or sometimes in public.</p><p>When I came out of the closet, she didn't believe me. She always said lightheartedly that she would love me no matter what but when push came to shove my bi-ness was just a phase. We then went to church for the next few months afterwards (I was catholic). When I hit depression in my teens each time she picked me up from therapy she always kept asking "When am I going to be ok" or hinting how much my sessions are while on anti-depressants. She then cheated on my dad when I was around 18. When I had my son, she came to be supportive after the birth but ended up critisizing how dirty my place was, my parenting and subtly hinted at calling CPS. Post partum hit hard and a failed suicide attempt ensued.</p>
Good riddance.<p>My biological father is an abusive alcoholic, but also super Christian? And super redneck conservative. He gave up his rights when I was 4, which my mom always told me was for the best. After I found out I was pregnant, he added me on social media and saw where I had shared some posts with pro-choice views. I guess it bothered him because he blocked me lol</p><p><a href="https://www.reddit.com/user/Emotional-Fruit/" target="_blank" rel="noopener noreferrer">Emotional-Fruit</a></p>
We all have our vulnerable moments we try our best to keep hidden.
They say, "Never let see you sweat," but sometimes that is easier said than done.
Taking Others Down With Them<p>Perhaps one of the biggest indicators of someone being insecure is the need to make others feel the same by pointing out their flaws. </p><p>Can people who do this sleep at night? </p>
Hurtful Tactic<p>"putting someone down in a group conversation to make themselves seem better."</p><p>– <a href="https://www.reddit.com/r/AskReddit/comments/lsnlgi/what_screams_im_insecure/gosustp?utm_source=share&utm_medium=web2x&context=3" target="_blank" rel="noopener noreferrer">modernagehippie<br></a></p><p>"In my engineering class last semester I was basically put in a group to give a few solutions to a problem. I made a suggestion and one person in my group was like, 'wow that's a bad idea' and I basically just shut up for the rest of the thing. Then when all the groups presented their solutions, ofc they all had variations of my 'bad idea' and I internally face-palmed so F'ING hard. </p><p>And to clarify, yes the professor thought it was a great solution."</p><p>– <a href="https://www.reddit.com/r/AskReddit/comments/lsnlgi/what_screams_im_insecure/gotl1e3?utm_source=share&utm_medium=web2x&context=3" target="_blank" rel="noopener noreferrer">The_Beast_Meister</a><br></p>
Sharing In Others' Joys<p>"The inability to be genuinely happy for others."</p><p>"If other people's success or happiness feels threatening or uncomfortable, that is usually due to insecurity. If you're confident, you can separate their life from yours, not compare and focus on your own lane and you can be happy for others for succeeding in theirs. Understanding that your value isn't diminished by the fortune of others."</p><p>– <a href="https://www.reddit.com/r/AskReddit/comments/lsnlgi/what_screams_im_insecure/gotktll?utm_source=share&utm_medium=web2x&context=3" target="_blank" rel="noopener noreferrer">poozu</a><br></p>
Bad Gossip<p>"When somebody can't stop badmouthing others." </p><p>– <a href="https://www.reddit.com/r/AskReddit/comments/lsnlgi/what_screams_im_insecure/gosl514?utm_source=share&utm_medium=web2x&context=3" target="_blank" rel="noopener noreferrer">WhaChuLookingAt</a></p>
Pitying The Unfortunate<p>"Pointing out someone's flaws as a 'joke' or a way to look cool."</p><p>– <a href="https://www.reddit.com/r/AskReddit/comments/lsnlgi/what_screams_im_insecure/goss636?utm_source=share&utm_medium=web2x&context=3" target="_blank" rel="noopener noreferrer">hej__alle</a><br></p>
A Pat On The Back<p>Some people are not content in just knowing they have done well. </p><p>They need approval from others by listing their accomplishments to elicit a reaction. What they end up getting, however, is one big eye-roll.<br></p>
Seeking Validation<p>"Fishing for compliments. Nothing annoys me more." </p><p>– <a href="https://www.reddit.com/r/AskReddit/comments/lsnlgi/what_screams_im_insecure/gosjtv0?utm_source=share&utm_medium=web2x&context=3" target="_blank" rel="noopener noreferrer">JohnWhoHasACat</a></p><p>"When my wife and I moved into our house I got approached by the neighbor across the street. He introduced himself, said he was retired from the military and said he makes a ton of money from disability. I think during our 10 minute or so conversation the topic of money was brought up at least 5 times and it all circled back to how well off he was. And then he started talking sh!t about the neighbor that lives next door to us."</p><p>"I could tell he really wanted people to be impressed and like him." </p><p>– <a href="https://www.reddit.com/r/AskReddit/comments/lsnlgi/what_screams_im_insecure/got9ehx?utm_source=share&utm_medium=web2x&context=3" target="_blank" rel="noopener noreferrer">Edge80</a><br></p>
I'm So Incredibly Smart<p>'People never shutting up about their IQ."</p><p>– <a href="https://www.reddit.com/r/AskReddit/comments/lsnlgi/what_screams_im_insecure/gosd5rq?utm_source=share&utm_medium=web2x&context=3" target="_blank" rel="noopener noreferrer">advicemovingon</a><br></p>
Intellectual Prefix<p>A parent of a child I teach is in Mensa and she's convinced that means she can teach him better than us. '<em>I'm</em> in Mensa and <em>I</em> think-' is a prefix to everything she says when we try to put anything in place for him. Why should his less than 50% attendance be a problem? His mother's in Mensa! That means he'll learn more at home (never mind that he's 10 and can't count or read)."</p><p>– <strong></strong><a href="https://www.reddit.com/r/AskReddit/comments/lsnlgi/what_screams_im_insecure/got514y?utm_source=share&utm_medium=web2x&context=3" target="_blank" rel="noopener noreferrer">MerylSquirrel</a><br></p>
A Dose Of Sarcasm<p>"Yeah, I have a distaste for that too. Fortunately i'm much more acute than a lot of other Homosapiens who just aren't as fortunate as I to develop such a well perceptive disposition. Inconceivable that such incomprehension could draw breath in this world but not surprising that I consider them so simple minded. I mean I am very apt so it's no surprise that they couldn't reach my level knowledge. Yeah honestly i'm even sometimes surprised by my own intelligence and learning ability."</p><p>– <a href="https://www.reddit.com/r/AskReddit/comments/lsnlgi/what_screams_im_insecure/gosmbnh?utm_source=share&utm_medium=web2x&context=3" target="_blank" rel="noopener noreferrer">Pleasantry_</a><br></p>
Keeping Appearances<p>There is nothing wrong with expressing gratitude for the good things happening in a person's life – whether it's a good job or a wonderful marriage.</p><p>But there should be a statute of limitations before it gets into bragging territory. <br></p>
Look At Meee<p>"Posting 15 times a day about your life on social media. Secure people don't need to seek validation for everything they do."</p><p>– <a href="https://www.reddit.com/r/AskReddit/comments/lsnlgi/what_screams_im_insecure/goshwb8?utm_source=share&utm_medium=web2x&context=3" target="_blank" rel="noopener noreferrer">DeathSpiral321</a><br></p>
Soul Mates<p>"Constantly having to post how amazing your relationship is."</p><p>– <a href="https://www.reddit.com/r/AskReddit/comments/lsnlgi/what_screams_im_insecure/gosg57f?utm_source=share&utm_medium=web2x&context=3" target="_blank" rel="noopener noreferrer">TopCod5724</a><br></p>
Aftermath Of A Breakup<p>"My sister in law does this, and then boom she broke up with who-ever-the-hell-cares and proceeds to post a bunch of those 'inspirational' quotes about how the most caring, soft hearted people get taken advantage of and then they turn into the coldest, hardest person you know."</p><p>– <a href="https://www.reddit.com/r/AskReddit/comments/lsnlgi/what_screams_im_insecure/gosmh1u?utm_source=share&utm_medium=web2x&context=3" target="_blank" rel="noopener noreferrer">killerrqueeen</a><br></p>
Feigning Busyness<p>"Acting like you're so much busier than everyone else. I have a coworker who pretends to talk on the phone with people, always emails everybody at 10:00 pm to make it look like he's 'working late,' constantly complains about how much is on his plate, etc. He feels the need to constantly be validating his worth to everyone."</p><p>– <a href="https://www.reddit.com/r/AskReddit/comments/lsnlgi/what_screams_im_insecure/goscad3?utm_source=share&utm_medium=web2x&context=3" target="_blank" rel="noopener noreferrer">dick-nipples</a><br></p>
Rules, rules, rules... we all need them yes, but some are just plain ridiculous. Of course life would be chaos without order, well more chaotic but let's not micro-manage every little thing. Of course every once and a while an unintentionally good surprise can spring from nonsense. Rule makers should really think long and hard before they implement anything severe. You never know when it's gonna bite you.Redditor u/TabblespoonFarmer3 wanted to know how we could apply all "the rules" into our own lives by asking... People of Reddit, What stupid rule at your work/school backfired beautifully?
Free Time<img lazy-loadable="true" data-runner-src="https://assets.rebelmouse.io/eyJhbGciOiJIUzI1NiIsInR5cCI6IkpXVCJ9.eyJpbWFnZSI6Imh0dHBzOi8vYXNzZXRzLnJibC5tcy8yNTcwMDg5Ny9vcmlnaW4uZ2lmIiwiZXhwaXJlc19hdCI6MTY2ODA5OTcxOX0.jfw8x_eqGqfSjc05ZesI5P-YI9oEhOSB0HVzYBF4PwY/img.gif?width=980" id="2cc53" class="rm-shortcode" data-rm-shortcode-id="b70b5adb3c49f20f40e33de9256120a0" data-rm-shortcode-name="rebelmouse-image" data-width="320" data-height="240" />Michael Jordan Reaction GIFGiphy<p>My boss started putting "all staff required to start 15 mins earlier than indicated" on the roster. I started keeping track of my unpaid overtime and stung her for 3 paid days off. That's not required anymore. </p><p><a href="https://www.reddit.com/r/AskReddit/comments/lsdkob/people_of_reddit_what_stupid_rule_at_your/gorkcow?utm_source=share&utm_medium=web2x&context=3" target="_blank">muthaclucker</a></p>
The Drive<p>I was working as a medical assistant at a private practice medical clinic. Our clinic manager wouldn't allow the new receptionist to drive to the bank to deposit cash. Made her walk carrying the money bag so that she couldn't "drive away with the money." Bizarre. I know. That went on for a few weeks. Then the receptionist was mugged and over $1000 in cash was stolen. She was allowed to drive after that. </p><p><a href="https://www.reddit.com/r/AskReddit/comments/lsdkob/people_of_reddit_what_stupid_rule_at_your/gorftxt?utm_source=share&utm_medium=web2x&context=3" target="_blank">IndyMazzy</a></p>
Bad Policies<p>Back in the early 00s, my high school implemented a policy that you had to wear your ID tag at all times. If you didn't have it on, you were sent home. So many students "lost" their ID tag to go grab food or skip a class. We were the only graduating class to wear them all four years. The policy ended soon after. </p><p><a href="https://www.reddit.com/r/AskReddit/comments/lsdkob/people_of_reddit_what_stupid_rule_at_your/gorcqon?utm_source=share&utm_medium=web2x&context=3" target="_blank">sushinova</a></p>
Just Google<p>Not mine, but an old roommate of mine was a senior developer for a small company. It was an open secret that one of the other senior devs, a guy who had been there since the beginning, would sometimes spend time looking at plastic surgery photos--before/after shots, photos of active procedures, etc. <span></span></p>
When at Starbucks<p>I worked at Starbucks for like 5+ years before and during undergrad and at one point our district manager thought it was a good idea to implement a "just say yes" policy, where we literally weren't allowed to tell the customer no. Lasted for about 3 months and in that three months our unaccounted product and waste went up over 300% because when the POS didn't have a way to punch in a customer request we had to just do it anyways. </p>
Extra Laps<img lazy-loadable="true" data-runner-src="https://assets.rebelmouse.io/eyJhbGciOiJIUzI1NiIsInR5cCI6IkpXVCJ9.eyJpbWFnZSI6Imh0dHBzOi8vYXNzZXRzLnJibC5tcy8yNTcwMDk4OC9vcmlnaW4uZ2lmIiwiZXhwaXJlc19hdCI6MTYyNDc2MjM3M30.UOoTP4s5njT6fwQpN7YVXhKHJWo2uD_KtN8SXJBfFWw/img.gif?width=980" id="d619f" class="rm-shortcode" data-rm-shortcode-id="5801e69bb7989f0ec00f31b7af769440" data-rm-shortcode-name="rebelmouse-image" data-width="480" data-height="480" />animation swimming GIF by Percolate GalacticGiphy<p>The bottom floor of my secondary school was a square that had corridor all the way around. After some incident where a kid got knocked over, they implemented a one-way system. Unfortunately, they were Very Strict on enforcing it. If you accidentally walked past your class, you couldn't just turn around. They seemed very proud of their new rule... until everyone started showing up late for class because they had to do extra laps of the bottom floor. </p><p><a href="https://www.reddit.com/r/AskReddit/comments/lsdkob/people_of_reddit_what_stupid_rule_at_your/gor97o1?utm_source=share&utm_medium=web2x&context=3" target="_blank">FrosnPls</a></p>
Missed Calls<p>I worked on this company that had mandatory 1 hour lunch breaks. Since we ate on the premises, our lunch break was often 15 minutes or so. We tried negotiating having shorter lunch breaks so we could leave earlier and beat traffic. Next day an e-mail was sent from the own stating the fixed work and break hours for the whole team, and they were to be followed no exceptions.</p>
Making Contact<p>A place I used to work had a rule that executive-level staff needed to be contactable when on leave, so they had a section on the leave form for the address of where you'd be staying and a contact number.</p><p>Some knuckle-shuffler in HR decided it applied to all staff and the shenanigans began. People would put down the address and phone number of sex shops, sports grounds, medical clinics. I gave the latitude and longitude of the place I was going camping and the UHF channel my radio would be tuned to. </p><p><a href="https://www.reddit.com/r/AskReddit/comments/lsdkob/people_of_reddit_what_stupid_rule_at_your/gorbaea?utm_source=share&utm_medium=web2x&context=3" target="_blank">Flight_19_Navigator</a></p>
In a Mini...<p>Late 80's high school- rule was no shorts. Classmate came for an exam with basketball shorts on that were below her knees. Teacher made her go home to change. She came back in a micro mini skirt and wrote her exam. </p><p><a href="https://www.reddit.com/r/AskReddit/comments/lsdkob/people_of_reddit_what_stupid_rule_at_your/gorb4gr?utm_source=share&utm_medium=web2x&context=3" target="_blank">Spellflinger2019</a></p>
The Good Gang<img lazy-loadable="true" data-runner-src="https://assets.rebelmouse.io/eyJhbGciOiJIUzI1NiIsInR5cCI6IkpXVCJ9.eyJpbWFnZSI6Imh0dHBzOi8vYXNzZXRzLnJibC5tcy8yNTcwMDk4NS9vcmlnaW4uZ2lmIiwiZXhwaXJlc19hdCI6MTYzNDM2NTY3NX0.62DhHcplX3z9K2UTQmTu90xAA2FoUz0OEULzJrRRnAo/img.gif?width=980" id="22ea8" class="rm-shortcode" data-rm-shortcode-id="da40850f9943bedaa78f06a42bc404da" data-rm-shortcode-name="rebelmouse-image" data-width="336" data-height="237" />one piece pink GIFGiphy<p>A long while back, but my school banned the color pink because a bunch of students were wearing it one October and they thought it was a "gang" thing.</p><p>It was for breast cancer awareness month. The rule didn't go well for them. </p><p><a href="https://www.reddit.com/r/AskReddit/comments/lsdkob/people_of_reddit_what_stupid_rule_at_your/gori911?utm_source=share&utm_medium=web2x&context=3" target="_blank">WaywardWriter</a></p>
The naming process of new life is an enormous responsibility and can be an emotionally exhausting decision. This person is going to be glued to this "title" forever, or until they're tired of being saddled to it so they change it; when they're free of their parent's constant gaze. Thankfully I will never have children but I do have to name pets. And that is taxing as well. Thankfully there are people around who can set us all straight when we're not thinking straight.Redditor u/Kubanochoerus wanted to hear about some of the bad ideas they were able to help avert by asking... Nurses and midwives of Reddit, have you ever tried to talk new parents out of a baby name? What was it?