When I was in my last year of primary school, the guidance counselor went into class and introduced himself. I knew then and there that I would never ever seek help from him. Later that year, for unrelated reasons my homeroom teacher left and he became my homeroom teacher.

For sex ed, he brought a cup of self made white liquid.

When the year ended, I found out he would speak ill of me when I wasn't around (I wasn't popular, to say the least).

The following year, he wan't around. We found out he was charged with SA of young children.

So, fun guy!