As a teenager, you know that fashion is more than just the clothes you wear - it is a form of self-expression. Whether you prefer jeans, leather, floral print, neon, lace, spandex, or sweats, we can all agree that what you wear should be your choice, and not subject to an arbitrary set of rules. You choose your clothes carefully and you know when they are on point. The last thing you need is a teacher or administrator pulling you into the office to tell you the logo on your bag is distracting, your pants need a belt, your skirt doesn’t quite reach your knees, or your shirt needs sleeves. At some point it just gets ridiculous, or completely unfair.
You’ve seen them - waiting in the hallways in the mornings, clustering together around doorways, weirdly cheerful when greeting students, a little too excited to welcome you into their classrooms. They’ve just come back from a training session, and are eager (overeager, if we’re being honest) to mold young minds. Never mind what the young minds think about that!
Yes, the high school teacher is a strange animal and in the zoo that is high school, they often seem like the most dangerous one. You’ve learned to navigate the complicated social structure and found your niche in the system, but navigating teachers and their bizarre habits is a whole different ballgame. Teachers come in all shapes, sizes, and ages, and judging by their widely different teaching styles, it’s pretty clear they’ve forgotten what it’s like to be a student. Maybe if they were predictable, that would be one thing, but it seems like as soon as you’ve figured one out, a new species of high school teacher crops up.