- Your prayers consists of God either taking you or them before the next class.
- You find yourself on a host of various medications (anti-hypertensives, anti-depressants, anti-psychotics et c.) as a direct result of your class.
- You think Job had it easy and that if he had your class, he would have long cursed God.
- On Sundays when you teach, you decide it would be best not to take communion.
- You find yourself serious studying the church rite of exorcism.
- You find yourself starting to calculate how much Benadryl would be needed to drug you class.
- You start to believe there is no God, because no loving God would create such demonic spawn.