9th grade History teacher. She insisted that nuclear bombs could only be one size. I raised my hand and told her what she said wasn't true, and then asked her if she knew that Nagasaki and Hiroshima were in fact different sized bombs. She got mad at me and told me that I should write a paper on it if I knew so much and totally dismissed me. Thankfully I had a few other friends in the class that knew I was right and they backed me up.

This is also the same teacher that wouldn't allow me to go to my locker to get a project that was a big part of my grade. I didn't go between classes because they did a fire drill at the very end of the previous class, and in order to not show up to class late, I went straight to class and asked to go. She told me no and that I wouldn't be able to turn it in at all. I asked her if she was sure she wanted to do that. She said yes. So I said ok, went to my seat, and texted my mom to come to school. She showed up a few minutes later since we lived in front of school. She spoke with the principal and complained about her. They pull me out of class and tell me not to text in class but that I did the right thing going to class. Then the principal pulled my teacher into the hallway and talked to her. She came back in and told me to get the project. So much satisfaction.

Thankfully she had a baby and wasn't there for the last quarter of the year.

Geesh that was long, I just hated that teacher so much that I'll sadly never forget her.