The year was 1986. I was taking two AP classes: European History and English. I was in 12th grade and I had taken to hanging out with the drama geeks in Play Production and they kind of adopted me as one of their own despite the fact that I wasn’t actually enrolled in the class.
One day, it was announced that they would be taking a field trip to the local community college to meet with the drama instructor there and look over their facilities. The teacher was cool, he liked me, so I got invited to go, as well. So, I had a trip slip, and I got a couple of teachers to sign it, but I forgot to get my AP Euro teacher’s signature. The day came, and I had to turn in my trip slip, but it wasn’t completed. So, I just forged the signatures of the teachers I needed and turned it in. The field trip was a blast, but then I did something supremely stupid.
The next day in AP Euro, the teacher asked for my excused absence slip. “I don’t have one,” I stupidly admitted, “because I was on a field trip.”
“A field trip?” Roared my teacher. “I didn’t sign any trip slip!”
Cut to: I’m in the principal’s office, and the prinicipal is telling me that my AP Euro teacher wants me expelled for forging his signature on an Official Document. The school administration, though they agreed that what I had done was a serious offence, declined to go to that level of punishment. My teacher had countered with a demand that I be removed from his class, barred from taking the AP test, and given an “F” for the class. The compromise that was reached was that I would be removed from the class, given a “C” (I had earned a “B” up until that point anyway), and allowed to keep my textbook and take the test.
I then had a private meeting with the teacher, at which he was pretty much allowed to say whatever hateful, vengeful things he wished to say to me, and then I was supposed to apologize to him for what I had done. Which I did, for the sake of closure. I was really only sorry I hadn’t handled the situation better at the start.
For the time that I would have otherwise been in AP Euro, I spent the next two months as the ostensible Teacher’s Assistant for my Chemistry teacher. He didn’t actually need me to do anything, so I spent many hours making paper airplanes and sailing them out the third floor window of the clasroom.
I got a 4 on the AP Euro test despite missing the last two months of the class.