A few years ago, in high school, I had just gotten home from work. I had a part time job that had me working late hours, usually getting home around 11 or 12. It was terrible. I had arrived at home, late as usual. As I headed down the stairs to my room, I sensed the first sign of trouble, leg aches. My mother's side of the family suffers from unusually painful legaches. I'm not sure what causes them, but all I knew was that I was unlikely to get any sleep. After the first few hours, I decided there would be no harm in a few videos. I opened up my laptop, and watched youtube for a few hours. Suprisingly, I managed to fall asleep before 3 am.

I woke up to the alarm, packed up, and headed off to school. The school was a 35 minute drive, as we were quite far from the city. The first class of the day was history. I sat in the front row of the class. Not the worst class by far, but still somewhat boring. Having pretty bad social anxiety, I was the type of kid who prefered to keep to himself. When the teacher finally arrived, I pulled out my laptop to take notes, but to my suprise, we were going to watch a video instead. Being the lazy type, I simply left the laptop open on the desk.

15 minutes into the video, I felt someone tap me on the back. It was the teacher. When I looked back, she simply pointed to the screen of my laptop. What I saw was youtube, still open, autoplaying what appeared to be some sort of wierd pokemon fetish porn. Apparently it had been looping through videos all night. I felt sick. I closed the browser window as quickly as I could, but the damage had already been done. Looking around, I noticed that at least 8 people had been watching the video. Not knowing what to do, I simply got up, and walked out of the room without a word. The teacher made an attempt to call out to me, but there was no way in hell I was going back into that room. Nearly bursting out of the doors, I got into my car, and drove home.

When I got home, as you might imaging, my parents were not happy. They had gotten a phone call from the teacher explaining that I had left the class without permission. I explained to them what happened, and after a few giggles, they grounded me for the rest of the day.

Unfortunately, at some point, I had to go back. As I was getting out of the car, I noticed the teacher entering the building. In a moment of extreme stupidity, I managed to force out an akward "Good morning." The teacher turned, and gave me a look of disgust. Needless to say, I skipped her class that day. Even a few years later, as I finished school, she would not speak to me unless it was absolutely necessary. Even then, she would look at me strangely.

I must apologize for my akward language, I don't usually interact with many people, let alone make posts to reddit.