sorry can ' t handle that <| sep |> Ya see shit like this is why I am afraid to get married . <| sep |> Like others have said , call the compliance hotline . That is disgusting behavior and you are 100 % correct . <| sep |> I was reading this on mobile and had to come to the desktop to type it out . STORY TIME . I hated my high school percussion teacher . He was a total ass to me . In high school band , I played percussion , however , I would prefer that I would play mallets , marimba , auxilary , etc . but I just did not like playing snare drum . My percussion teacher would always invest his time with the drumline during marching season , and just did not understand why I would not want to be a part of a drumline made up of other high school idiots banging loudly on a drum for attention at least that was my drumline in my high school . Even at the end of the year for band tryouts , he would put me in the highest band , at the lowest chair and the reason he would put me in the highest band was because the head band director had wanted me in there because he knew the parts I could play and felt that I was one of the top ones there deserving to be in the top band . Come allregion tryouts where we have to perform snare , 4 mallet marimba , 2 mallet marimba and tympani pieces to be ranked . The top 16 would make the band and I would always place like 3 rd from our school and make the 2 nd band which is fine with me since my snare skills were not that great but I made up for it with my marimba skills . During these 4 months of practicing , my percussion teacher would never listen to me or give me any sort of critique and put all his focus and time and effort into his star drum player , we will call Phil . Now Phil was amazing at the snare drum and was pretty much regarded as a percussion genius since his whole life revolved around music , drums , drum sets , and even drum corps . Very talented individual , but it would piss me to high hell that this twat of a teacher would give him all these pointers to succeed and then left me to fail by myself . It came down to solo and ensemble and he would always give me easy solos to perform and it pissed me off when he would give the other members of the drumline challenging solos . He would also put me in an ensemble , have me practice , then maybe a week before performing for a rating , he would say that we don ' t have enough money to send the top percussion ensemble which I was never a part of and my ensemble , so we are just going to do the top one . That really pissed me off . One year , Phil performed the hardest snare solo and went to State to get a Division 1 highest rating possible and now needed a new challenge . He decided to go with a 4 mallet marimba solo that was required about 15 pages of music to be memorized . My percussion teacher was like oh yeah sure no problem let me get a copy for you to practice . When I asked him , his response was always why ? do this other one instead . He gave me an easy 2 page marimba solo and I finally said fuck this shit . So one afternoon , I got the master keys to the bandhall from the head band director , snuck into my teacher ' s office , found the book of solos he got Phil ' s solo from , went to the copier , made a copy of a 15 page solo i was also trusted with the copy code , and taught myself how to play this solo from scratch without any help from anybody . I practiced for about 2 months before my percussion teacher realized I wasn ' t doing his shitty 2 page solo and left me to practice alone for the remainder of the season . Went to regional solo and ensemble , got a division 1 . Phil and I both went on to State solo and ensemble . He played his solo and I played my solo from memory . I got a Division 1 , he got a Division 2 . On the bus , my percussion teacher was passing out the Division 1 medals and called me to come and get it very quietly . I said I ' M SORRY I COULDNT HEAR YOU , WHAT WAS THAT ? ?!??!? YOU GOT A DIVISION 1 COME GET YOUR MEDAL THATS RIGHT NO HELP FROM YOUNeedless to say , it was a very enjoyable bus ride home . Now that twat got moved from high school to middle school when the district opened up a new middle school and randomly selected qualified teachers to go . He is now the assistant middle school band director . Since I now work in the same district , I see him every once in a while and he just makes awkward conversation about how I ' m doing now . Fuck off .