Was that long enough to understand how very wrong were your actions?
No?
Not for me either.
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Why?
Well, I love pizza!
Yeah... Caution - The author is a little asleep at the moment.
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The chairs in the Coach's office were too uncomfortable for my liking. Sitting there between Vinnie and Suku, we were to reflect on our actions, feel guilty for breaking all the rules the Coach had listed that we had broken. Vinnie was furious, something about the most crap use of yellow pads.
We were grinning. It had been a heck of a day. We won in Paint Ball Match, well there was not exactly a match but we won. Deal with it.
The Coach saw Suku keep her own paintball gun aside. He is a smart guy.
Or maybe Suku was really hungry.
I looked around the room. It had some pictures of really old dudes who looked like Coach. Then there were some books lined up in one corner. Most were about activities and discipline among kids. One of them said ' Kids And How To Tame Them. ' The only one that stood out was a collection of plays by Shakespeare. It had a really weird decor, some statues, one was of a lion and one of a huge serpent.
We heard footsteps approaching and as the door opens, the three of us crossed our legs in unison and said " We have been expecting you."
How to get the minimum possible punishment?
Tip 101. When you are in trouble, try to confuse and puzzle the authoritative figure.
For us, we would say most of the things together.
Always works.
Coach raised his eyebrows and frowned. His khaki uniform had some patches of paint and his hair was green. Not his color. He banged the table in an attempt to scare us, in vain. We have been in this place lots of time. Not scary anymore.
" Good book there, sir." I say politely, pointing in the untidy stack.
Tip 102. Try striking everyday conversation whenever possible.
" Don't try to change the topic!" His scolded through his clenched teeth.
"Just saying sir."
" I hope you realise what you have done."
" We have no idea, sir." We say in unison.
Tip 103. Respect the authoritative figure by saying ' Sir ' or ' Ma'am '. This stimulates the thought that you are a 'good' kid.
"Do I have to tell that too?!" He pointed at the list.
"We never said that we did it, sir."
" I don't CARE!!! "
" That was loud, sir."
" Stop saying things together! " His eyebrows furrowed, he sat down, exhausted. " Now, tell me the name of your associates. "
" Why would we have associates, sir? "
Tip 104. Don't be a rat. Unless the others are your best friends. Best friends make detentions bearable.
" Well, I don't see how three girls can set up an arena in one night! "
" That is gender discrimination, sir. "
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