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there’s nothing worse than getting told you’re bad at the only thing you’re good at
fuck that doesn’t look right
aRE YOU SERIOUS?????????????????????
WhAT IN THE MOTHERUCKFC AM IIODNG???????????????
hoLY SHIT I AM OGNNA FUCKINHG WRIECK IT
you know what
Prompt: you really should write a fic based on your tags for the dinner lady bit. DO IT DO IT DO IT DO IT. :D
lolol at first i was so confused because i couldn’t remember what I’d said, but you mean this post right?? So here goes…btw, I haven’t watched School Reunion for ages so this doesn’t flow with the canon sequence of events but hey ho.
The Doctor returned to his classroom after lunch, sitting down with a small smirk on his face as he flipped idly through the papers on his desk. He was somewhat distracted by thoughts of Rose’s indignant looks and comments about the fact that she had to play dinner lady whilst he got to be a physics teacher, so he didn’t notice when the first few students of his afternoon class traipsed into the room.
"Er, Sir? Can we come in?" asked one girl, holding her books to her chest and looking nervous. Some teachers must be rather strict, the Doctor thought, when he looked up in surprise at the timid expression on the girl’s face, if she was worried that she needed permission to enter.
"Of course!" he said brightly, dropping his legs from where he’d had them propped up on his desk. He jumped to his feet and gestured at the group of kids behind her. "Come in, come in." He glanced down at his register. "You lot are in Year Ten, right?"
"That’s right, Sir," said one of the boys.
The Doctor hummed to himself as he considered what he could teach this year group. “What was the last topic you did, with your previous physics teacher?” he asked, as all the students got settled in their seats.
One pupil raised their hand, but someone shouting out beat them to it; “Radioactivity and nuclear fusion!”
The Doctor scratched at the back of his neck. “Riiight. Hmm…”
"What I’d like to know, Sir,” said a brunette girl near the front, who seemed to be quite popular, if the gaggle of girls and boys staring at her in anticipation - strangely with their hands over their mouths muffling giggles - were anything to go by. “Is what you and the dinner lady were talking about earlier?” She raised her eyebrows in curious delight, and her friends snorted and chuckled beside her.
"Oh, we were just discussing the chips. So - "
"Sir, we saw the way you were looking at her,” piped up another student. Clearly, they were all trying to gang up on him; they evidently thought that as a new teacher at the school he would be easy to wind up. He’d show them how easily he could rise above such nonsense.
Two students, James and John were given a grammar test by their teacher. The question was, “is it better to use “had” or “had had” in this example sentence?”
The teacher collected the tests, and looked over their answers.
James, while John had had “had”, had had “had had.” “Had had” had had a better effect on the teacher.
welcome to the english language
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