"no offense, but i think the usual answers to this can get really boring, so let me tell you a fun story instead. one day during my junior year, i stayed back during biology lab to help clean up for some extra credit, which i only needed because mr. johnson was obsessed with me not getting to class on time every single day, so he started docking my grade for it. he didn't even care about me not wanting to do the whole frog dissection thing! he was really controlling about—whatever, this is going somewhere, i promise. so i'm in the back by the sinks, cleaning gross frog stuff off the metal trays, basically out of sight from anyone that walks in, and sure enough, mrs. channing runs into the classroom, obviously doesn't see me in there, and just starts spilling her guts to mr. johnson about how she's in love with him, and how she's going to leave her husband. then she starts in about how he needs to tell his wife, and you could just tell that she was way more into mr. johnson than he was into her, because next thing you know, he's rambling about his mortgage and his twins, and how his wife can't even balance a checkbook so he can't divorce her. i think he got so freaked that he literally forgot i was standing there too, and they both got so upset that they ended up screaming at each other until the principal came in, and then he had to call security to help escort mrs. channing to the nurse because they thought she was going to pass out from freaking out so bad. and the best part? mr. johnson ran out after them, so i was free to go tell the girls about the whole thing when it was still fresh."