In high school I had this super grumpy teacher who had it out for me (because I was always disturbing the class).
One day I showed up slightly late (one minute after the bell inbetween classes) and he decided he had enough of me and offered to flip a coin on wether I would be allowed to be in class that day. I picked heads because its always heads right? Wrong. It was tails. He told me to go to the office. I yelled out a few words in Arabic as i left the classroom.
The words I yelled out translate roughly as "eff your mum you ugly son of a b word"
He kept me after class the next day and explained to me how he taught in Oman for 15 years and speaks/understands arabic perfectly.
He was actually super cool about it but it was very embarrassing. We ended up having a super awesome chat and he became my favorite teacher ever! We're still in contact.
I stopped swearing at people in languages I assumed they didnt understand after that.
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