The door that the wish sticky was on happened to be the door for Mr. Watson's classroom. Gregory Watson was one of the older teachers at the high school and was nearly ready to retire. He was tired of his students year after year young annoying snots, he was sick of it, once this semester ended he'd be able to retire. Regardless, he was still the best history teacher around. But most students thought the reason was because he was as old as history itself.
When he approached his classroom, he saw a group of four students huddled near the door. He didn't like it when students loitered.
He persuaded them to move, and then reached to open the classroom door. When he did, he noticed the yellow sticky note. Thinking it was for him, some sort of reminder probably, he pulled it off the door and read it.
"I wish that I would turn into whatever name I call someone, for six hours." He paused, looking over the note again. "Hmm, that's odd," he said, before tearing the note up into little pieces and dumping it in his classroom trash can.
"What did you do that for?" Nadine and Biff asked simultaneously.
"I don't know" Mr. Watson said "you brats" he added under his breath
