answer:Yes. The principal at my middle school was a complete ass. He was the kind of guy who strutted around and thought he could never be wrong. I was a very good kid in school, had excellent grades, and didn’t act up. One time, a teacher wrote a pass for me and a friend to finish a paper in the computer lab during study hall. After using the computers, we went back to study hall (monitored by a different teacher) who asked where we’d been. We gave her the pass from the other teacher and explained what we’d done. Well, apparently is was a big no-no for students to be in the computer lab without a teacher. She gave us detention because the other teacher denied giving us permission to go to the computer lab. Since it wasn’t actually written on the pass, no one believed us. Even at the time I could see that the other teacher hadn’t known about the computer lab restrictions and was trying to cover her own ass. My parents were the kind of parents put up a huge fit and insisted the principal believe our side of the story since we were known to be good students and always followed the rules. He flat-out said that he would never believe a student over a teacher and refused to take away the detentions. It wasn’t a big deal, but I lost all respect for both him and the teacher who said we’d lied about having her permission to go to the computer room. The injustice of not being listened to or believed just because we were kids was something I will never forget. At the same school, I also had a gym teacher that I hated. He was particularly hard on the girls, but most of the time everyone could tolerate him. One day I came back to school after being out because of strep throat. In gym class that day, he made us do this running exercise that I think we called gut busters. I tried to do the running, but started to feel sick and lightheaded. I asked him if I could sit out (something I’d never done before) because I’d been sick for a couple of days and didn’t feel 100%. He yelled at me and made me keep running. After a while I got so dizzy and weak I fell down and had to be carried to the nurse’s office, where I puked my guts out. My mom had to pick me up from school. The whole thing was brushed aside as a misunderstanding on the gym teacher’s part, and the bastard never even apologized for accusing me of pretending to be sick.