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What’s the pettiest revenge you ever got on a teacher? Mine took an entire semester. It started sophomore year with Mr. Carter. The kind of teacher who enjoyed embarrassing students. If you answered a question wrong, he’d sigh dramatically, lean back in his chair, and say things like, “Wow… that’…

What’s the pettiest revenge you ever got on a teacher? Mine took an entire semester. It started sophomore year with Mr. Carter. The kind of teacher who enjoyed embarrassing students. If you answered a question wrong, he’d sigh dramatically, lean back in his chair, and say things like, “Wow… that’s impressively incorrect.” The class laughed. You didn’t. One Monday morning he called on me during a pop quiz review. I hesitated for half a second. “Max,” he said, rubbing his temples, “did you for