Wasting string

I've usually shied away from confrontation since I can remember. Therefore, the one and only time I got in trouble in school is a memorable one for me.

It was the 2nd grade, and we the school-children were doing some sort of craft. It included the use of string, and my allotted portion got horribly and irretrieveably tangled. Therefore, I threw it in the trash and got a new length.

"WHO THREW AWAY THIS PERFECTLY GOOD STRING?" asked the teacher in a surprising fury.

I was petrified and unable to accept responsibility.

"IF THE PERSON WHO THREW AWAY THIS STRING DOESN'T COME FORWARD, THE WHOLE CLASS WILL BE PUNISHED!"

I sheepishly raised my hand and was sent to the corner to think about what I did.

"Now Erik, why are you standing in the corner?" pressed the Spanish Inquisition after about five minutes.

"Because I accidentally threw away prefectly good string."

"Good, you can sit down now."

Bitch.