There were a handful of times that I got in trouble during secondary school for doing absolutely nothing wrong.
There were a couple of class detentions due to one or two morons misbehaving. Obviously the teachers who dished out those detentions came from some sort of bizarre society where they execute a murderer along the witnesses. Then there was another class detention given by our music teacher because apparently she didn't like our singing.
But one of the big ones that really peeved me was when I was attending an afternoon French lesson. A boy from the upper year burst into the room announcing in front everyone that I was in deep trouble and that his teacher was really angry. I sat there thinking what the heck have I done? Out of curiosity and other threats of uncalled for trouble, I went with the boy to find out what hideous crime I had committed against the school.
When I got to the science labs where the teacher was waiting to confront me about whatever crime I had committed, I discovered 5 other boys from my form. The science teacher began to yell and humiliate us in front of her class. Apparently, our names hadn't been marked down in the afternoon register. Thinking back after lunch when we were in our form room awaiting our form tutor to take afternoon registration, she never turned up. The other boys in the form marked their names in the register (against the rules to even touch any books belonging to the teacher). But myself and the other boys didn't, because we feared it would get us in trouble for tampering with the teacher's belongings. But silly me. I forgot that any sense of logic, rationality or enlightened thought were foreign and alien concepts in my school.
So basically, I got humiliated in front of two classes, picked on by the other boys because "Duh-huh-huh! The goody two shoes got in trouble", had more fuel added to my already burning remains of self confidence and another mark of detention to mar my good name. All because a teacher wasn't there to do their job.
Someday I will find a cure for the eternal loathing I have for that wretched excuse of a school and what it put me through.