Oh god, the eraser! That reminds me of my Navy days as an instructor. Had one gem who was out partying too late last night and was falling asleep in my class over and over again. Walked by him and could smell why. I could 'get' this happening on a Monday maybe, but a Wednesday night, a school night. I was not a happy camper, and was already known as one who had an 'attitude' to begin with.
Well the involuntary self propelled head bobs started in earnest and that head went down again while I was at the chalk board. With all my might I shot my eraser at him like a rocket. Nolan Ryan would have been proud of this pitch, I'll tell you that much right now! Well wouldn't you know it, the kid jerks his head up and looks straight at me about 45.828 milliseconds after that eraser left my hand and POW, smack in the face with it instead of off the top of his head which was the intended target. You just hear POP, and see this yellow cloud of chalk dust envelop his head. He's choking and wheezing, bleating about I can't see. A couple of the students are laughing, most the others are looking on in shock and horror.
Now in my brain I am thinking, oh crap, I just blinded this (_*_) but don't want to make an issue out of it so I don't get my ass in a wringer over this. Great Mistakes Training Center had many strict rules about care feeding and coddling of Ricky Recruit, and I just broke about half of them with that areal assault on little pampered pup. Out of nowhere I yell, get into the bathroom, wash that $^$^ off NOW, and if you fall asleep again Ill shove it... you get the idea.
Luckily, Hangover Harry was not blinded, I was not court martialed, and word got around the entire school house in about 5 minutes to NOT fall asleep in my class EVER!
Yep, erasers, fond memories !!
Aaron