Uh.. ya, don't do that....

[White Dragon]

I am very pleased to report that grape juice concentrate appears to be a less robust fa ric dye than orange koolaid. 

[Doll Fiend]

I am very pleased to report that grape juice concentrate appears to be a less robust fa ric dye than orange koolaid. 

Koolaid has citric acid in it that is a mordant that fixes the color. I don't think most grape juices would have the same concentration of citric acid as Koolaid does. I love dying with Koolaid since it is food grade rather then chemical and safer to use.

[figleaf]

If you work in a secure building that requires badging in and out of certain areas, make sure the uniformed gentleman who just strode up to you and the woman you are escorting and greeted you with "hello ladies, I'm Joe" is NOT the base commander before you tell him he has to use his own badge if he wants to get in and close the door in his face. Sigh. At least they can't accuse me of being lax in my security posture.

[Luci45]

Sorry. I see absolutely nothing wrong with that.

[Twik]

I was going up to the board to copy the class work off onto my paper, then going back to my desk to work it (and I sat on either the front row or the second row - it's been a few decades since 5th grade).  The teacher and principal were members of the same church and Mom taught in the high school (different principal).  It got mentioned to the preacher (Dad) and Mom both very quickly.........

I was the same age, but I got lazy and took a different approach. You see, I sat next to my bestie that year, and she wore glasses. I got tired of getting up to read the spelling words off the board, so I asked to borrow her specs. It worked! It took our teacher a week or two to work out why I was always wearing BFF's glasses during spelling.

I was so disappointed when I couldn't get ones like hers. Hers were blue with speckles. Mine were boring old brown.

I discovered a trick of optics at 6 years old. If you poke a small hole through a piece of paper with your pencil, then look at the board through it, it has a lens-like effect and helps focus if you're near-sighted. It got me through about half a year of not being able to see the board.

Then my teachers started to wonder why I was always doing my work with a sheet of paper in front of my face.

[Dindrane]

If you work in a secure building that requires badging in and out of certain areas, make sure the uniformed gentleman who just strode up to you and the woman you are escorting and greeted you with "hello ladies, I'm Joe" is NOT the base commander before you tell him he has to use his own badge if he wants to get in and close the door in his face. Sigh. At least they can't accuse me of being lax in my security posture.

I don't really see anything wrong with that (although of course you'd want to be sure you were polite when informing anyone that it's a secure area and they will need their own badge to get in). Unless it's someone you actually know (and someone you know has access to that area), it would be a bad idea to let him in.

[ladyknight1]

If you live near other people like I do, occasionally someone's car alarm may go off, disturbing everyone. Usually I would say bad things about the owner of the car and their hamster parentage.

I can not do that today. My mother was not a hamster.   

[Sophia]

I was going up to the board to copy the class work off onto my paper, then going back to my desk to work it (and I sat on either the front row or the second row - it's been a few decades since 5th grade).  The teacher and principal were members of the same church and Mom taught in the high school (different principal).  It got mentioned to the preacher (Dad) and Mom both very quickly.........

I was the same age, but I got lazy and took a different approach. You see, I sat next to my bestie that year, and she wore glasses. I got tired of getting up to read the spelling words off the board, so I asked to borrow her specs. It worked! It took our teacher a week or two to work out why I was always wearing BFF's glasses during spelling.

I was so disappointed when I couldn't get ones like hers. Hers were blue with speckles. Mine were boring old brown.

I discovered a trick of optics at 6 years old. If you poke a small hole through a piece of paper with your pencil, then look at the board through it, it has a lens-like effect and helps focus if you're near-sighted. It got me through about half a year of not being able to see the board.

Then my teachers started to wonder why I was always doing my work with a sheet of paper in front of my face.

Actually, it doesn't focusi like a lens does.  What it does is eliminate all but the light rays that are coming straight to your eye.  There was a Tooltime episode where the youngest didn't want glasses so he went with the hole in paper method until he realized that was dorkier. 
When I wake up from sleeping and I don't want to bother with my glasses just to see the time, I look though my fingers at the clock.  It does the same thing. 

[Luci45]

I was going up to the board to copy the class work off onto my paper, then going back to my desk to work it (and I sat on either the front row or the second row - it's been a few decades since 5th grade).  The teacher and principal were members of the same church and Mom taught in the high school (different principal).  It got mentioned to the preacher (Dad) and Mom both very quickly.........

I was the same age, but I got lazy and took a different approach. You see, I sat next to my bestie that year, and she wore glasses. I got tired of getting up to read the spelling words off the board, so I asked to borrow her specs. It worked! It took our teacher a week or two to work out why I was always wearing BFF's glasses during spelling.

I was so disappointed when I couldn't get ones like hers. Hers were blue with speckles. Mine were boring old brown.

I discovered a trick of optics at 6 years old. If you poke a small hole through a piece of paper with your pencil, then look at the board through it, it has a lens-like effect and helps focus if you're near-sighted. It got me through about half a year of not being able to see the board.

Then my teachers started to wonder why I was always doing my work with a sheet of paper in front of my face.

Actually, it doesn't focusi like a lens does.  What it does is eliminate all but the light rays that are coming straight to your eye.  There was a Tooltime episode where the youngest didn't want glasses so he went with the hole in paper method until he realized that was dorkier. 
When I wake up from sleeping and I don't want to bother with my glasses just to see the time, I look though my fingers at the clock.  It does the same thing.

But it worked until she got the attention she needed!

Sometimes people just don't get what's happening until they are figuratively hit upside the head ----------- even educators who are supposed to know, and then parents in denial who won't listen.

[Elfmama]

I was going up to the board to copy the class work off onto my paper, then going back to my desk to work it (and I sat on either the front row or the second row - it's been a few decades since 5th grade).  The teacher and principal were members of the same church and Mom taught in the high school (different principal).  It got mentioned to the preacher (Dad) and Mom both very quickly.........

My teacher should have caught on much more quickly than she did.  I was doing the same thing, going up to the board to memorize what we were supposed to do.  Teacher told me to stop. I explained that I couldn't see it, because she was "writing too thin."  (Green chalkboard, and the yellow chalk they used just faded right into it.) I told my mother this, and got told not to be silly. They  just did not decode what I meant.   I asked to be moved to the front of the room, but Teacher wanted all of the class sitting in alphabetical order. So I started deliberately breaking the point on my pencil several times a day, so I could go to the pencil sharpener at the front of the room. 

Like most kids with bad eyes, I thought this was the way everyone saw, and I didn't believe the other kids who claimed that they could see it just fine.  They lied about a lot of things, so I had no reason to think they were telling the truth.  And they got bad grades, so that "proved" to me that they couldn't see the board either and just didn't care.

I didn't have my eyes tested until my mother, sitting with me at a doctor's office, asked if I could read the eye chart that was on display.

7-year-old me: What eye chart?
Mom: The one over there on that wall.
Me: What wall?
Mom: That wall right over there, with the big poster with the random letters.

I got upset and cried.  Why was my mother telling me the same lies that the kids in school told? It wasn't until then that she realized I couldn't see it.  There were a few dark blurs on a field of blurry white, and that was all.

[Outdoor Girl]

^ Grade 3, I was one of the tallest kids in the class so I got the back row.  If someone was away, I'd scootch up to their seat to copy the board, move back to my own to do my work.  I'd sit on the floor if no one was away.  I got good grades so the substitute teacher we had for the whole first term didn't think anything of it.

After Christmas, my regular teacher was back.  (She'd been hit by a Mack truck on the way to school the second day.  Literally!)  She asked me why I was moving up; I told her I couldn't see from the back.  She called my Mom that day; I had glasses inside a week.

Edited because Traska made fun of me.   

[Diane AKA Traska]

After Christmas, my regular teacher was back.  (She'd been hit by a Mac truck on the way to school the second day.  Literally!)  She asked me why I was moving up; I told her I couldn't see from the back.  She called my Mom that day; I had glasses inside a week.

You have to watch out for those trucks delivering Apple computers. 

[Outdoor Girl]

Oops.  Forgot a 'k', didn't I?

[Diane AKA Traska]

Oops.  Forgot a 'k', didn't I?

Sorry for the silly, but the rod "literally" does it to me every time.  There's an ad that say sit "literally turns back the hands of time" and I keep thinking "while you're there, pick me up Saturday's lotto numbers wouldya?"

[Outdoor Girl]

'Hit by a Mack truck' is a common expression in my parts for getting/feeling run over in some fashion, whether it is the linebacker tackling the quarterback in a football game or a massive hang over from drinking far too much.  So in this case, 'literally' is correct:  Her vehicle was hit by a Mack truck when she was crossing the highway.  And became one of the reasons the highway interchange was finally upgraded to a overpass.  Parents were worried that a busload of kids was going to be creamed next.