So me and a friend were in the same math class. We had this big project where we all used similar formats but had to use different information throughout the project. So me and my friend used the same format, which wasn't considered cheating by the way and turned them in when they were completed. Well friend got an A and I somehow got an F. Confused by this, at the beginning of class, I went up to the teacher to calmly ask why this had happened. He told me I did the format wrong. So I said but friend used the exact same format. And he proceeds to scream at me in front of the whole class "Well what do you want me to do?! Give friend a failing grade too?! No you got what you got. I just didn't realize her format was wrong. You still get an F and she's just lucky." So I walk to my desk and stare straight at the wall. Everyone takes out their books and he starts to teach when he yells "Angrygrasshopper! Take out your book now!" to which I respond, "Why should I try to learn or do anything if you are just going to fail me anyway." Well he didn't appreciate that line and if I didn't know any better I would have thought he was having a heart attack then and there. His face got bright red and voice started shaking while he's screaming at me to get out of his room. I packed my shit and left. Fuck that man with a ten inch pole.