Mr Fitton

Mr Fitton teaches Technology, more specifically Resistant Materials.

Lesson Plan

Often starting his lessons by yelling about the poor quality of quantity of coursework before using another lesson telling us what should be in each section. At the end of the lesson a new deadline would be issued on which all the coursework would be handed in exactly how he asked for it. He'd mark the work and hand it back yelling about how it wasn't what he asked for before taking another lesson to explain (again) how he wanted it done. My GCSE coursework was completed four times over by the end of year 11!

The above series of events became fondly known as "Baby Gerald throwing a tantrum".

His Soul

Danielle Manion provided Mr. Fitton with a strip of paper which read; I bequeath my immortal soul to you. And thus is the proud owner of his soul.

Attendance

Mr. Fitton recently tripped on a photocopier and cracked his head on a door frame; he said he'd be away for a few days but has yet to return.

Beautiful Memories

• "I marked the homework and have seperated in into two piles.(pointing at the small pile), this is the mediocre pile. (pointing at the large pile), This is the crap pile. As you can see the crap pile is much larger"

• "Paramount"

• It was a normal graphics lesson. Mr Fitton gets up and announces he has to see a man next door. He leaves the room and comes back some time later. Only now he has returned with his fly down. He then announces that he was as quick as possible. The class then proceed to shout out many innuendos.

• A certain student (not naming names) tried to cut a metal rod in the guillotine... Mr Fitton went a bit psycho.

• "The WOW factor"

• "This is a Squircle!"

• "Its got a nipple"

• "David, have you done this bit yet? Can you tell us all how to do it?" (In IT, to -attempt-, badly, to cover up the fact he had no idea what he was doing)

And who could forget?

"I HATE THESE CRAPPY WHITEBOARDS!!!" *punches said whiteboard with fist*