Excuses, Excuses

“Mom, when you were a kid, did you ever ask to go to the bathroom at school just to get out of class because you were bored?”  Will-10

…and then lock all the stall doors and sneak underneath?

So tell me, dear readers, what excuses did you use to get out of class?  Was it the classic “stomach ache”, a trip to the water fountain or a quick visit to the bathroom for an exciting game of stall surfing?  Please share.

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16 Responses to Excuses, Excuses

  1. Sandi Ormsby says:

    I remember kids used to wet paper towels and throw them up to the ceiling so they would stick. They would dry up there. One time the janitor caught some kids in the middle of the game and they were made to pick up trash off the playyard.

    Sandi
    http://www.ahhsome.wordpress.com
    Lake Forest, CA

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    • Sandi, my brother was just a wee bit naughty as a child and when he was in first grade he thought it would be a brilliant idea to wet a paper towel and throw it up at the light on the ceiling. When his teacher heard the explosion, she was certain she’d find him bleeding to death on the bathroom floor. Thankfully, he was fine. The teacher has never recovered. 😦

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  2. jacquelincangro says:

    I never, ever did aaaannything like that. I was a model student and never would have even entertained the idea of sneaking off campus to the deli on the corner to goof off at the magazine rack for hours. What? No. Not me.

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    • Jacquelin, me too! I never, ever would have thought about forging my mother’s name on a note excusing me from school so I could go to the the beach to check out all the cute surfer boys that were way too old and experienced for me. Thankfully, they never paid me an ounce of attention. 😉

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  3. johncerickson says:

    Never really worked to get out of class. I just found a convenient middle seat (brains in the front, slackers in the back, so middle ground was NEVER called on) and would read something of interest. I was at my worst in college – whole Economics classes went by while I read about the latest ships added to StarFleet Battles.
    (Aw crud. Way to knock THAT nerd ball outta the park!)

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  4. Hahaha…
    I think I was too busy daydreaming to even realize I was in class!
    🙂

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    • You and me both, Sig! Problem is…I’m still a bit of a day dreamer. 😉
      And, thanks for following me on Twitter. Bear with me because I still havent’t figured out how it works. I signed up for it when I started blogging back in April. Once the kids go back to school and I can think clearly again, I’ll spend some time with it. Sadly, I’m a bit technologically retarded. 😦

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  5. The only time I ever made up an excuse to get out of class was after I admonished my entire middle school student body for their lack of school spirit. (They were ignoring participants at a talent show.) Once I realized my admonishment was being taken very personally by everyone in my next-period classroom, I developed a stomach ache fast.

    By the next day, all was back to ignored-sweet-ignored bliss for me!

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  6. Hate to say this, but I think the teachers are on to that one. Now, if you act like you need to throw up on his or her shoes, that will get you dismissed in a flash!

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  7. Bearman says:

    So did anyone fart on your waffle this weekend?

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  8. kshawnedgar says:

    Yes. All of those, and that I needed to take a power nap.

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