The Failure That Is Moi :3

The P:E Cupboard Incident...

So hello, I've been gone quite a while. I'd like to say that I've been busy socialising with friends and being productive with my life. But that's utter BS. So I am alive, I also have a few stories now... yay for embarrassment am I right!!! I hope you are sitting comfortably let's begin...

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 So it was a lovely Friday morning, a little chilly but nice. We had P:E (physical education) first thing. Now the majority of our year was on an art trip, so luckily not many people were around that day along with that we had a shortage of P:E teachers as well. So we had a supply teacher. Now sit got to the end of one lesson (we had double) and the majority of my peers had decided they didn't really give a shit about physical education (same) and wanted to go to classroom. So we put all the balls (ha ha balls) into their bag (also known as a ballsack ah ha ha ha) and our teacher wanted a few "trustworthy" people to take the equipment back to the P:E equipment cupboard... Can you see where this is going...

So we get to the cupboard stupidly I went in last so my friend got out before me. All I see is my friend slam this door shut, I run over to the the door grasp onto the door handle and twist. OH SHIT. The door has locked. I'm fine but I can hear my friends freaking out about ME BEING LOCKED IN A FREAKING ROOM WITH NO WINDOWS. So they decide the only thing we can do is tell the supply teacher. So they get the teacher and she starts having a massive breakdown because one of her students had been locked in a cupboard. My "caring" friends were outside in stitches over their friend being locked in a cupboard while my supply teacher is practically having a meltdown. But the most worrying thing on my mind was there's no food in here; so everyone heard me wail "OH GOD THERE'S NO FOOD IN HERE, I CAN'T EAT A TENNIS BALL FOR CRYING OUT LOUD!".  So yeah a few minutes later my teacher goes off to find the caretaker. I hadn't noticed one slight thing that would unlock my freedom.

I approach the door once more; my eye catches onto another door handle. A little twisty thing. I twist thing and slowly the door releases. I had spent 10 minutes in a cramped room, because I hadn't twist a second handle, I looked like a right (door) knob (ha ha). So to this day no one will allow me to let this go.

Also whenever I mention this story to my teacher she immediately starts to cringe and tells me to shut up. And apparently to this day that is the worst day she's ever (ever ever ever ever) had. And it was all thanks to me; am I proud no not really oh well. Oh yeah we never actually told her that my friend "locked" the door. One of my other friends quickly said that the doorstop had moved... oops!

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So I hope you felt some secondary cringe like that so I do not have to suffer alone. Sorry I've kinda been gone a while; I've had a lot going which has left me without the motivation to write. But I'm sat in my room alone so why not?

ALSO

HAVE A SPOOPY HALLOWEEN MY SPOOKY SCARE SKELETONS! (EVEN THOUGH HALLOWEEN IS ALMOST OVER XD)

Have an awesome weekend

Benson :3