I'm a math teacher, and since I used to hate this subject, I give my students all As and Bs even though they deserve to fail.
Last year, I had a senior student who was a douche bag jock. He constantly disrupted the class and was failing. In order to play in Friday's game he needed to retake quizzes (which I don't allow). I offered him a chance to retake them, if he let me punch him in the stomach. It felt great, and he never missed a single class again. He passed with a B. He was much smarter than he was pretending to be
I saw my crush and bit my lip (you know like in those movies). In that failed attempt to look the slightest bit of 'sexy' my lip started bleeding.
I am horrifying afraid of failing and when I do it is a huge dilemma. I once tried to do a presentation in front of the whole class of about 27 people and got so tongue tied that I had to walk out of the room. I stayed out there for the rest of class.
After spending 10.000$ in treatment for my dog's cancer for the past months, he died of kidney failure.