There was this one time in middle school where a day before the teacher was out and most of the students were acting stupid while I was just focusing on make-up work and the next day she was punishing everyone, including me, after finding out what happened. When everybody left to eat lunch. I stayed and continued on my book work. I noticed someone in the doorway, but I didn't care. The next minute the teacher is panicking because "someone" took her wallet out of her bag. I would feel sorry for her, but because of how she was punishing me for something everyone else did, I decided that she had it coming. Serves her right.