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The weather is warm and I work on the ground floor of an office block right next to a window, with my eyeline out of said window probably only just slightly above the pavement. This pavement is the only route between the mainline train station and the 6th Form College.

I absolutely love each and every one of you.

Jon Corby wrote:The weather is warm and I work on the ground floor of an office block right next to a window, with my eyeline out of said window probably only just slightly above the pavement. This pavement is the only route between the mainline train station and the 6th Form College.

I absolutely love each and every one of you.

Is there a basement level with a pavement view you could apply for a transfer to?

Good job it's a sixth-form college, or I'd be calling you a dirty old perv by the way.

pixplz

Ian Volante wrote:Is there a basement level with a pavement view you could apply for a transfer to?

No, there's just a car park under the building. My view is optimal though I think.

I don't remember girls dressing like this during summer when I was at 6th form. Or is it something you only notice when you're 20 years older than them? How the hell do male teachers concentrate?

Charlie Reams wrote:pixplz

My camera won't work on my phone at the moment. I'll have a think about what I can do.

Although actually we got into a bit of trouble for similar on football365. They even took our wanky-man icon (which upset Sudbery so much) away for a while

Jon Corby wrote:

Ian Volante wrote:Is there a basement level with a pavement view you could apply for a transfer to?

No, there's just a car park under the building. My view is optimal though I think.

I don't remember girls dressing like this during summer when I was at 6th form. Or is it something you only notice when you're 20 years older than them? How the hell do male teachers concentrate?

All the girls in our Sixth Form College got told off by the old hag exam controller women for distracting the male exam invigilators by wearing low-cut tops in exams.

But yeah. I love summer.

Jon Corby wrote:The weather is warm and I work on the ground floor of an office block right next to a window, with my eyeline out of said window probably only just slightly above the pavement. This pavement is the only route between the mainline train station and the 6th Form College.

I absolutely love each and every one of you.

Jon Corby wrote:My daughter is starting senior school.

Jon Corby wrote:I don't remember girls dressing like this during summer when I was at 6th form. Or is it something you only notice when you're 20 years older than them? How the hell do male teachers concentrate?

In the case of my old school, they don't. An english teacher shagged someone in my year, a physics teacher was sacked due to his shennanigans with the same girl in a club, an IT teacher has just been imprisoned for sexual assault on one his daughter's friends (not from my old school but another one in Hull). All of this within the last 3 years and we also had a paedophile who got convicted going back nearly 7 years now.

Is this commonplace in every school/college?

David Williams wrote:

Jon Corby wrote:The weather is warm and I work on the ground floor of an office block right next to a window, with my eyeline out of said window probably only just slightly above the pavement. This pavement is the only route between the mainline train station and the 6th Form College.

I absolutely love each and every one of you.

Jon Corby wrote:My daughter is starting senior school.

Cool guy wrote:Girls who start senior school aren't the same age as girls in 6th form.

Ryan Taylor wrote:

Jon Corby wrote:I don't remember girls dressing like this during summer when I was at 6th form. Or is it something you only notice when you're 20 years older than them? How the hell do male teachers concentrate?

In the case of my old school, they don't. An english teacher shagged someone in my year, a physics teacher was sacked due to his shennanigans with the same girl in a club, an IT teacher has just been imprisoned for sexual assault on one his daughter's friends (not from my old school but another one in Hull). All of this within the last 3 years and we also had a paedophile who got convicted going back nearly 7 years now.

Is this commonplace in every school/college?

Um... no! I don't think so. We had one art teacher who was a bit creepy around the girls (including making them wear leotards for us to draw them in, and bursting in on them when they were getting changed) and I think he had a relationship with a pupil, but only after she'd left the school. Other than that I'm not aware of any inappropriateness. I tried to coax it out of one of my language teachers (female, you jokers) but she wouldn't play

Jon Corby wrote:

Ryan Taylor wrote:

Jon Corby wrote:I don't remember girls dressing like this during summer when I was at 6th form. Or is it something you only notice when you're 20 years older than them? How the hell do male teachers concentrate?

In the case of my old school, they don't. An english teacher shagged someone in my year, a physics teacher was sacked due to his shennanigans with the same girl in a club, an IT teacher has just been imprisoned for sexual assault on one his daughter's friends (not from my old school but another one in Hull). All of this within the last 3 years and we also had a paedophile who got convicted going back nearly 7 years now.

Is this commonplace in every school/college?

Um... no! I don't think so. We had one art teacher who was a bit creepy around the girls (including making them wear leotards for us to draw them in, and bursting in on them when they were getting changed) and I think he had a relationship with a pupil, but only after she'd left the school. Other than that I'm not aware of any inappropriateness. I tried to coax it out of one of my language teachers (female, you jokers) but she wouldn't play

Hmm well round here it seems to happen rather too frequently.

The guy from my former school

This school (about 30 minutes drive away) now has a bit of a reputation!

Ryan Taylor wrote:

Jon Corby wrote:

Ryan Taylor wrote: In the case of my old school, they don't. An english teacher shagged someone in my year, a physics teacher was sacked due to his shennanigans with the same girl in a club, an IT teacher has just been imprisoned for sexual assault on one his daughter's friends (not from my old school but another one in Hull). All of this within the last 3 years and we also had a paedophile who got convicted going back nearly 7 years now.

Is this commonplace in every school/college?

Um... no! I don't think so. We had one art teacher who was a bit creepy around the girls (including making them wear leotards for us to draw them in, and bursting in on them when they were getting changed) and I think he had a relationship with a pupil, but only after she'd left the school. Other than that I'm not aware of any inappropriateness. I tried to coax it out of one of my language teachers (female, you jokers) but she wouldn't play

Hmm well round here it seems to happen rather too frequently.

The guy from my former school

This school (about 30 minutes drive away) now has a bit of a reputation!

Hull you say? Hmm.

Ian Volante wrote:Hull you say? Hmm.

What's wrong with Hull? Oh.

This was at my old (very crap) school:

http://www.telegraph.co.uk/news/uknews/ ... arges.html

There were a *lot* of rumours with that teacher.

My Maths teacher tried to snog me when I was in year 11, but I denied him. This might explain why I was in set 1, despite my apalling numerical ability.

You can try to ball me, but don't 6 small me.

When we were in year 10 this girl called Karen started MSNing a 60 year old physics teacher at my old school for a laugh before actually falling in love with him. Karen's friend one day decided to try passwords to her email and managed to get into her account. She found the hacker's jackpot - naked photos of a teacher from school. Instead of getting in touch with Karen and counseling her and so on she did the right thing and forwarded them to everyone she knew in school, and by the end of the night everyone had a picture of him on their computers. The next day everyone came in with printed pictures of him and made paper aeroplanes out of them, and people went into the IT room and set the 'number of copies' to the biggest number possible and lobbed them all down the science block stair case, then after school loads of kids went and egged his house. He went to jail for a year, then came out and married his one true love.

http://news.bbc.co.uk/1/hi/uk/1554645.stm

Craig Beevers wrote:This was at my old (very crap) school:

http://www.telegraph.co.uk/news/uknews/ ... arges.html

There were a *lot* of rumours with that teacher.

How times have changed. In my day, fourteen year old girls were still children, wearing flat shoes and ankle socks. Now they look like glamorous clones of older women, with some of them nursing their children. I believe that the change came when the Americans invented the teenager.

George F. Jenkins wrote:How times have changed. In my day, fourteen year old girls were still children, wearing flat shoes and ankle socks. Now they look like glamorous clones of older women, with some of them nursing their children. I believe that the change came when the Americans invented the teenager.

George F. Jenkins wrote:How times have changed. In my day, fourteen year old girls were still children, wearing flat shoes and ankle socks. Now they look like glamorous clones of older women, with some of them nursing their children. I believe that the change came when the Americans invented the teenager.

Hmm wouldn't say they were glamorous. Well not here anyway. Tended to be Kappa Slappers and so on. I don't know what the 2010 equivalent is. Still go past lots of the Jeremy Kyle rejects pushing the prams and shouting and swearing at their kids for pretty much anything really. You just end up thinking to yourself "yep we're doomed". The ones in the late teens to early twenties tend to be perma-tanned bleach blonde morons, usually with the tramp stamp. It's considerate that they least identify themselves though.

Craig Beevers wrote:

George F. Jenkins wrote:How times have changed. In my day, fourteen year old girls were still children, wearing flat shoes and ankle socks. Now they look like glamorous clones of older women, with some of them nursing their children. I believe that the change came when the Americans invented the teenager.

Hmm wouldn't say they were glamorous. Well not here anyway. Tended to be Kappa Slappers and so on. I don't know what the 2010 equivalent is. Still go past lots of the Jeremy Kyle rejects pushing the prams and shouting and swearing at their kids for pretty much anything really. You just end up thinking to yourself "yep we're doomed". The ones in the late teens to early twenties tend to be perma-tanned bleach blonde morons, usually with the tramp stamp. It's considerate that they least identify themselves though.

And how many of these people to whom you consider yourself so obviously superior have contributed less to the tax system and country in general than you have?

Charlie Reams wrote:

Craig Beevers wrote:

George F. Jenkins wrote:How times have changed. In my day, fourteen year old girls were still children, wearing flat shoes and ankle socks. Now they look like glamorous clones of older women, with some of them nursing their children. I believe that the change came when the Americans invented the teenager.

Hmm wouldn't say they were glamorous. Well not here anyway. Tended to be Kappa Slappers and so on. I don't know what the 2010 equivalent is. Still go past lots of the Jeremy Kyle rejects pushing the prams and shouting and swearing at their kids for pretty much anything really. You just end up thinking to yourself "yep we're doomed". The ones in the late teens to early twenties tend to be perma-tanned bleach blonde morons, usually with the tramp stamp. It's considerate that they least identify themselves though.

And how many of these people to whom you consider yourself so obviously superior have contributed less to the tax system and country in general than you have?

A lot of these people drain the system, cause damage and misery, then the cycle continues with the next generation. It isn't necessarily their fault, but that is unfortunately often what happens and it has a big negative impact.
As for me that's not really any of your business.

Now I know why this section is called Off Topic.

Craig Beevers wrote:As for me that's not really any of your business.

I trust you'll extend the same concern for privacy to the people whose entire lives you've judged on the basis of what you saw them wearing in the street.

Craig Beevers wrote:The ones in the late teens to early twenties tend to be perma-tanned bleach blonde morons, usually with the tramp stamp. It's considerate that they least identify themselves though.

Nice of them, with all those women throwing themselves at you you have to be picky man.

Heather Badcock wrote:My Maths teacher tried to snog me when I was in year 11, but I denied him. This might explain why I was in set 1, despite my apalling numerical ability.

Is this also what gave you the idea of becoming a teacher though?

Jon Corby wrote:

Heather Badcock wrote:My Maths teacher tried to snog me when I was in year 11, but I denied him. This might explain why I was in set 1, despite my apalling numerical ability.

Is this also what gave you the idea of becoming a teacher though?

I do love rejection.

Heather Badcock wrote:
I do love rejection.

You do love an erection? Oh.

Kirk Bevins wrote:

Heather Badcock wrote:
I do love rejection.

You do love an erection? Oh.

I resemble that remark.

Heather Badcock wrote:You can try to ball me, but don't 6 small me.

Ooh game on.

I had a teacher (male), when I was 13, who used to stand behind me and run his hands through my hair for about 20 minutes each time I had a class with him. In those days I had beautiful, thick, long flowing hair ... I know, hard to comprehend. The rest of the class used to piss themselves while I sat there incredibly creeped out and embarrassed.

David O'Donnell wrote:I had a teacher (male), when I was 13, who used to stand behind me and run his hands through my hair for about 20 minutes each time I had a class with him. In those days I had beautiful, thick, long flowing hair ... I know, hard to comprehend. The rest of the class used to piss themselves while I sat there incredibly creeped out and embarrassed.

Was this a Catholic school by chance? Not that I went to one, I went to a secondary modern (later to become comprehensive) but as was the vogue in the 60's it was all boys. Our physics teacher would stand behing a long bench in front of the blackboard and whilst teaching would rub himself using the top of the bench which was jsut the right height to give the 50 year old perv an erection. He used to take you into his large cupboard to punish you bend you over and hit you with a plimsoll. Afterwards, he would put his arm around you, cuddle you and say, "Still friends?" Another, the PE teacher was adamant that when you changed into your PE kit, shorts and vest, that you would wear no underwear. To test this, before the lesson started he would make you line up in front of him and he would grab the top of the elasticated waistband of every member of the class in turn, pull it out (the waistband) and look down to make sure you complied.

On the bright side, he used to pay ten shillings (50p) for sexual favours and it wasn't long before I could afford a private education.

Chris Corby wrote:

David O'Donnell wrote:I had a teacher (male), when I was 13, who used to stand behind me and run his hands through my hair for about 20 minutes each time I had a class with him. In those days I had beautiful, thick, long flowing hair ... I know, hard to comprehend. The rest of the class used to piss themselves while I sat there incredibly creeped out and embarrassed.

Was this a Catholic school by chance? Not that I went to one, I went to a secondary modern (later to become comprehensive) but as was the vogue in the 60's it was all boys. Our physics teacher would stand behing a long bench in front of the blackboard and whilst teaching would rub himself using the top of the bench which was jsut the right height to give the 50 year old perv an erection. He used to take you into his large cupboard to punish you bend you over and hit you with a plimsoll. Afterwards, he would put his arm around you, cuddle you and say, "Still friends?" Another, the PE teacher was adamant that when you changed into your PE kit, shorts and vest, that you would wear no underwear. To test this, before the lesson started he would make you line up in front of him and he would grab the top of the elasticated waistband of every member of the class in turn, pull it out (the waistband) and look down to make sure you complied.

On the bright side, he used to pay ten shillings (50p) for sexual favours and it wasn't long before I could afford a private education.

Yeah, it was a Christian Brothers' Grammar so my experience was probably fairly tame. My dad was a boarder in St. Colm's (in Derry) in the sixties and told me that the physical abuse (rather than sexual) was rife. On his first day everyone in his class got the cane while the teacher explained that was for nothing, do something and see what happens. A kid in his class had his jaw broken and several had perforated eardrums.

Funny you should mention the bench rubbing thing. I had a teacher who used to do that on the corner of your desk.

Never had a teacher pay me for sex, though why would they when they could get it for free?