I vaguely remember a 1st grade teacher making us rub her feet. I had an English teacher in the 6th grade that I'm sure was a hoarder. Her entire classroom was filled with junk, we had to squeeze through to our desks. There was a science teacher I had in the 9th grade who let us watch Bill Nye the Science Guy almost daily...he was pretty cool except he took points off for using an eraser. Then there was the history professor I had my freshman year in college who would sit in the edge of his desk and rock...which caused the desk to squeak...I had to drop that class so I could keep my sanity!