the year i was in junior high (at the time, making jokes and trying to roast the teachers was my life's mission), our english teacher asked a question and scanned the classroom for someone to answer.
i actually knew the answer for once (which didn't happen often throughout my school life), so to outshine my classmates, i said, 'mrs. johnson, are you looking for me? i'm right here!' to which she replied, 'i'm afraid not...' that response hurt more than the worst insult i've ever heard. it must've really gotten to me because even now, whenever i think about it, it still gives me chills.