This pissed me off: our school's policy on jackets, and the definition of jacket. I sat in Mel's seat at the beginning of Modern Euro and I began to notice the curse of the chair almost immediately! Mr. S tells me to take off my coat (and it was FREEZING in that room) and I'm just like, okay, no, because I have worn my coat a gazillion times before and you have not said a thing. So I keep talking to Mel and then class starts, so we switch back seats. Mr. S says my name again warningly so finally, grudgingly, I take it off and begin slowly to freeze. Meanwhile, I looked around the room and there were so many people wearing those fleece jacket things and that pissed me off! Why would I want to hide anything in my coat; doesn't Mr. S trust me? Or is he so caught up in following the school rules/torturing me that he must make me take off the jacket? Grr.

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