First grade bathroom break, lined up at the urinal, somebody (not me) talks and in rushes (floats) SISTER JAMES ANN and nearly lifts me off the ground by the hair as she slaps me back and forth across the face. To this day I don't talk to anyone in rest rooms cause I know she's listening somewhere.
Nuns in grade school and for good measure went to an all boys Jesuit high school. God Bless them all.