tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2658142146836352561.post7544380851212180594..comments2023-06-20T06:26:16.766-07:00Comments on Damned to Be a Damsel: Escape to the LooNatashahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00965880501390552622noreply@blogger.comBlogger8125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2658142146836352561.post-43690755254758546112008-06-02T09:41:00.000-07:002008-06-02T09:41:00.000-07:00Doodaddy...Your idea on not having to ask to go to...Doodaddy...Your idea on not having to ask to go to the restroom but just excusing yourself silently? BRILLIANT. The chick who pees twice an hour and takes advantage of the courtesy you have bestowed upon your students? UNFORTUNATE. I would recommend having a pop quiz on hand and next time she leaves for the second time, hand it out "for a grade" and when she returns, apologize and tell her there is simply nothing you can do about it. Maybe then she'll stop fleeing for some peeing.<BR/><BR/>Liz...F-Bombs are always great for dramatic effect. So is flashing the inside of your panties, but I would rather go with the F-Bomb, as well.Natashahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00965880501390552622noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2658142146836352561.post-29394617978694353792008-06-02T09:39:00.000-07:002008-06-02T09:39:00.000-07:00This comment has been removed by the author.Natashahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00965880501390552622noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2658142146836352561.post-69231894608607510552008-05-24T11:29:00.000-07:002008-05-24T11:29:00.000-07:00This has happened to me before. I needed to go, ba...This has happened to me before. I needed to go, bad, but we had a substitute in my algebra class. She wouldn't let me go, and so I wrote her a little note and said, "What do I have to do to show you that I need to go to the bathroom? Pull out my panties and show you the period blood?" She read it and looked at me with angry eyes, "Show me." <BR/><BR/>I was like, WHAT?! and she just said, "Do it. Show me." She was doing that head swiveling attitude thing. So I said aloud, "Fuck this." and went to the bathroom where I called my mom and told her what happened and she came to get me. I think I was suspended for my language or something...I don't remember.<BR/><BR/>It was very satisfying to say that though.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2658142146836352561.post-12577610274583425322008-05-23T18:00:00.000-07:002008-05-23T18:00:00.000-07:00Where I teach, we can't leave the children "unatte...Where I teach, we can't leave the children "unattended." So I have to wait until I'm done teaching for the day! My suggestion to get a little sympathy? Have one of your classmates do something naughty whenever the teacher leaves the room so he or she feels that he or she must stay there and watch you. Wait until the second cup of coffee he or she had hits his or her bladder and enjoy! You'll have potty privileges in no time.<BR/><BR/>~Amalia~Heatherhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03412373474762289674noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2658142146836352561.post-43678845690885506512008-05-19T12:56:00.000-07:002008-05-19T12:56:00.000-07:00Oh, honey!!! I've got a worse one......I'm a TEAC...Oh, honey!!! I've got a worse one......<BR/><BR/>I'm a TEACHER and I STILLLL have to call the office to ask if I can go. Now how ridiculous is that? <BR/><BR/>Wait. It gets worse. Sometimes they say "no"....as if I could wait!!! I teach from 7:30am-12:30 without a break, or a potty in my room.<BR/><BR/>Peeing is bliss!!<BR/><BR/>Great post!Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2658142146836352561.post-12601673532439390232008-05-17T17:55:00.000-07:002008-05-17T17:55:00.000-07:00OK, so Ms. Coleman is clearly a bitch. I was a tea...OK, so Ms. Coleman is clearly a bitch. I was a teacher and I never really wanted to hear "Can I go to the bathroom?" -- I preferred "I'm going to the bathroom" or "I'll be right back" because that's what, y'know, normal people would say to excuse themselves.<BR/><BR/>Soooo.... um.... can I ask... What would you say (as the, y'know, teacher) to someone who asked *every* day, sometimes *twice* during a single class... and then took 20 minutes about it?<BR/><BR/>Just curious. <BR/><BR/>Personally, I tended to ignore it, because she was getting decent grades and seemed just basically bored by the pace of the class. (We have to teach to the middle, sadly, although I tried, I tried.) But then I got in trouble with the AP. Not that I really cared, but you know.<BR/><BR/>So... any advice?Doodaddyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04554071126172317866noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2658142146836352561.post-79922914092197335042008-05-15T11:05:00.000-07:002008-05-15T11:05:00.000-07:00Best. Blog post. Ever.Best. Blog post. Ever.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2658142146836352561.post-89139667686108559822008-05-11T22:08:00.000-07:002008-05-11T22:08:00.000-07:00I peed in my pants at school in the first grade. I...I peed in my pants at school in the first grade. I was afraid to ask if I could go. I remember but I wasn't traumatized by it. However, later in the year another girl did the same thing and when they sent her to the office to call her mom they sent me along for moral support because she was crying (I didn't cry). I can still remember not knowing what to say to her. <BR/>CarolCarol Sahahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08207133242168939508noreply@blogger.com