Something
Today, a kid came into the classroom I teach in to tell me there was "something" in the girls' toilets. "What kind of something?" I asked. I was not expecting the answer, "A period mural." FML
Today, a kid came into the classroom I teach in to tell me there was "something" in the girls' toilets. "What kind of something?" I asked. I was not expecting the answer, "A period mural." FML
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Fall
Dead leaves, the first cold of the season and an umbrella flipped inside out: fall, the season of grace.
Today, while teaching my kindergarten class, I had a feeling I was starting my period again. A boy in the class asked me what a period was. Stressing over my own, I briefly told him it's a woman's time of the month when they have mood swings. He was asking about the dot at the end of a sentence. FML
Today, I got my period at school. I didn't notice until a boy asked me if I'd killed someone in my pants. FML
Today, at work, I came back from my break to find a child covered in mud. Turns out it wasn't mud. One of the other children had taken all of the poop out of their diaper and smeared it all over the floor, walls, and other children. The other teacher hadn't noticed, and I had to clean it all up. FML
Today, it was 5th period and I went to the year 11 bathroom. I came out, and there was a crowd of people outside. Someone said, "Um, that's the boys bathroom." FML
Today, I used the staff toilets at school. As I sat down, I heard a sudden plop, followed by the stench of diarrhoea from the next cubicle. It was followed by, "I do apologise!" It was my English teacher. Then we continued to chat. FML
Today, at a public restroom, I caught my extremely eco-friendly daughter, who was on her period, looking through the trash. When I asked why, she said, "Because I'm looking for pads to use. It'll mean less garbage." I then had to lecture her in the public restroom about health and hygiene. FML
Today, I'd just finished cleaning the bathrooms at work when I saw a young boy go in. Of course, I thought nothing of it until I had to use the bathroom myself ten minutes later. The kid had taken a shit and missed the toilet completely. FML
Today, my daughter asked me if we could make sticker art. Of course I said it was OK so she went to get some stickers. I wondered where she was going when she walked into the bathroom, but I didn't ask. I left the room and when I came back, her paper was blank and my pads were stuck to the wall. FML
Today, as a natural science teacher, I was drawing a uterus on the class chalkboard. One of my students started messing around and being noisy, so I shouted, "Be quiet and check out my uterus!" FML
Today, at school I was sitting with a friend outside, talking about irregular periods and unshaven legs. Ten minutes into the conversation, a teacher sticks her head out the window above us and tells us to leave. We were distracting a classroom who were trying to finish a test. FML
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WinterChild 20
Okay Carrie
betweenwinds 18
They were right. That's certainly something.
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Comments (52)
writerchic85 26
The sad thing is I'm sure there is some progressive performance artist somewhere who has done this and made a million dollars.
NakedandAfraid 14
i actually have seen a video of a woman who uses her period blood to make paintings. ... sorry
lvg_fml 10
Actually f the janitors life
meisiemeisie 8
REDRUMMMMM!
amanda810 10
HERE'S JOHNNIE!
mkayden 23
Taking a stance against the tampontax?
FenHarel 9
Plug it up! Plug it up! Plug it up!
mezochan 29
I feel worse for whoever has to clean that up. Ugh.
Benmantha 31
Still better than a Basilisk.
samlovesham1234 9
Someone stuck used pads to the wall?
msteachernerd 6
The chamber of secrets has been opened. Enemies of the heir...beware!
tomvertigo 17
I stopped at a BP gas station in Georgia and the mens room walls had words scribed in feces all over the walls and the floor was caked in dried excrement; the odor that of a ruptured septic tank mixed with dried, farm-grade manure. Needless to say I peed outside on the side of the building.