Yawn. (see what I did there?) Honestly though to say this guy wouldn't survive working the public school system would be a massive understatement. And I'm on record as saying that teaching is in my top 1 list of professions I would never want to do. Teaching kindergarten thru high school is one of the greatest fears of my life. I'd rather watch a Bulls, Bears, Cubs championship hat trick than spend one day teaching an 8th grade class. But my sympathy for teachers ends at the college level. Like I'll NEVER understand the attitude of 99% of college professors. And this guy at the :21 mark is exactly why.

"We'll stay here until either that person admits who it is or the person sitting around them tells me who it is."

Ummmm newsflash bro, this ain't middle school. You can't cancel recess until someone rats out the yawner, or flip the lights on and off to make everyone pay attention. Everyone in this class is a legal adult who is paying to be there not to mention your salary. If I want to yawn in class I'll yawn. If I want to skip class and play Madden all day while cracking a beer at 10am, I'll skip class and play Madden while cracking a beer at 10am. I mean did this guy ever think that this supposed yawner went on a thirsty Thursday bender until 4am and came to class on 3 hours of sleep? And maybe if you've been 'hearing it in this room regularly' it's time to change up the lecture on kilobytes. Work in a popcorn read or something.

PS: The other thing this video showcases is the absolute solidarity between classmates. Make no mistake about it, at LEAST 10 people in this room knew exactly who the accused yawner was but there is about a -45% chance of that person being ratted out in class. It's one of the unwritten rules of the classroom. I remember one time in 7th grade our class was getting ready to get on a bus to the Milwaukee County zoo for a field trip. But just before we were about to leave a kid in our class, we'll call him Jason, flicked a rubberband at our teach Mr. Husband. Everyone knew Jason did it. We all saw him. And bless his heart Mr. Husband thought he could get one of us to sell him out by threatening to cancel our trip. Looking back it was an empty threat, I mean the permission slips were signed so it was a full on go, but when you're 12 you never know. Just the same though no one uttered a peep. Rather spend the day learning than be the one ostracized as a rat. Have to move to a different district after that. May as well throw a scarlet letter on.

Double PS: What's with Andy Bernard in the suit and tie in the front row?