Oh, but this story is making my spanking hand itch something awful.
How about this: two Swedish schoolgirls bought bugging equipment in a gadget shop and installed it in the teachers’ common room.
Seriously. They did. They got caught when one of them bragged about it on Facebook, thus failing Spying 101 in a rather spectacular manner. The real-life result of this was a court case, a guilty verdict and a hefty fine.
I picture a different outcome. There would be an after-school staff meeting which the pair of girls would be ordered to attend. A chair would be placed in the middle of the room, and the girls would have to bend over its back one after the other, skirts up and knickers lowered to their ankles. The Headmaster would administer a full dozen of cane strokes to each upturned bottom, with the whole teaching staff looking on.
Afterwards, the minutes of the staff meeting, including the two canings, would be posted on the school’s Facebook page, with links to the girls’ profiles.
That’s only fair, no?
I used to daydream about somehow getting a key to the teacher’s lounge and using for nefarious purposes. Never in a million years would have had the courage, but I would’ve done something more fun than just bug it!
Me, too Indy! I would have submarined or covered it in shaving cream or post it notes. Or unscrewed the lid of all the salt and pepper shakers and then put them back on without securing them, etc etc etc! Having the key to the teacher’s lounge would have been the moment for all my practical jokes to take place. Unfortunately, however, in real life, if I would have found the key to the teacher’s lounge, I would have promptly turned it into the front office. I was a strait-laced, rule-following little thing in my youth!
I was worse….my fantasy was to be Totally Invisible, (magic cloak or something) and hang around the Staffroom eavesdropping. To see what the teachers would really say about the pupils…I suspected that it would be different from what they said in class!
I must admit…I was such a good girl back then that my high school principal gave me open invitation to walk in his office whenever I liked without knocking…to which I thought…”Oh no sir, I could never be so disrespectful as to just walk in your office without knocking and being invited in.” So in retrospect, getting to the teachers’ lounge would have probably been and easy task for me but pointless as I was too much a goody goody to do anything daring. I am proud to say that I have indeed found my more daring and naughty side now that I am a bit older! LOL.