In Middle School this wasn't really a problem for me because the teachers always gave us assigned partners either by drawing papers from a hat/box or by assigning us certain tables to sit at.
This only really became a huge problem for me starting in high school. In HS the teachers would tell us to group up in groups of 3 or 4 and, as fate would have it, there would always be a perfect number of 3s and 4s in the group with me being the only one left out. In my Freshman year the teachers would see me working alone for a few minutes then come and ask me if I had a group yet. I'd reluctantly tell them I couldn't find a group but it was okay because I could do the project by myself. The teacher wouldn't hear that and would assign me into a group and make an exception for them to have one extra member. This was so embarrassing every time it happened because the whole chemistry of the group would be fucked up with my mere presence. In Sophmore/Junior/Senior grades I think my teachers all realized I was a lost cause and would just let me turn my projects in for a 25%-50% penalty to my grade. Really hurt me sometimes when I'd have to make up an excuse to my parents as to why I got a 50% on a huge lab project. Obviously, I couldn't tell them because I didn't have any friends and nobody would let me into their lab group. I had to keep up the facade their only child could still be the star quarterback with 100 friends and could fingerblast the cutest blonde cheerleader whenever I wanted to. I was their pride and joy after all. I had to make up bogus lies about myself or my teachers in order to appease my parents with an answer that was believable and suitable for my grade.
A) I remember one time in Math class we had this video project where we had 5 people to a group and each of the 5 members had to be in the video for 1 minute for a total of a 5 minute video project. I had my parents take me to a costume store and bought 5 different costumes and had myself recorded every minute dancing and singing 5 times. The class loved it because of the effort I put into it. My teacher loved it too. During the presentation one of the girls asked, "Where are the other people?" to which I was shocked because I didn't want to tell the whole fucking class I was a friendless freak. I also didn't want her to bring up a red flag to the teacher that one of the requirements for the project was 5 members and each member gets 1 minute. So I chuckled nervously and said I work better by myself. Then the teacher asked, "Who filmed it?" My parents helped me film the skits but I couldn't say that. I'd be a laughingstock for the whole school. I said I got one of my cousins to help me and then used a tripod for other stuff. At the end of class the teacher walked up to me and said he really enjoyed the video and would show his other classes how a GOOD video project should be made BUT I didn't fulfill the requirements stated in the cover sheet. He couldn't give me any points. I would get a 0. I almost broke down. I turned away so he wouldn't see me almost crying. He asked why didn't I just get 4 other members or join a group. I shakenly told him nobody likes me and nobody talks to me and I couldn't find a group who would let me join. Why does he think I'm always sitting in the back doing homework while everyone is talking and joking during class? I could hear him leave out a heavy sigh. He said this would be my only exception but he would give me 100% with 10 points extra for 110 but I would need to do as the project says from now on. I said okay.
B) A few weeks later we had another project. We were doing something around school where we broke up into groups and would find things around campus. When he went to check on everyone he stumbled across me at the stairs near the bathroom. I was by myself. I was sitting down and just about to finish my project. It wasn't due for another week but I was already almost finished. He asked where my group was. I quietly told him I didn't have a group. He said he would give me a 0. I said I understood. He left and I kept working. At the end of class I turned in my project and he explained to me about the grading system again. I said I understood. He asked a few students who were just leaving if I could join their group. It was obvious they were reluctant.
>Our group? Uhhhhh...ughhhhhh...well...you see.....we already have it planned what we were going to do and.....uhhh...another person would make it really hard to explain everything. Right?
>Him? To join us? But sir we have the max number of people it says so on the sheet. He can't join us or we will go over.
The teacher realized I really was hated by everyone. Ostracized due to my ugly looks. I turned in my paper and left. The next class period he gave me my paper back and gave me a 50% for not following the rules but otherwise I would have gotten a 100 on the project. I then had a week free to do nothing at all. For all projects that followed he would give me a 50% grade instead of a 0 so I guess he understood it wasn't my fault but still had to be strict I guess.
In college it was worse because now there were 100-300 kids in class instead of 20-40. You would think it would make things easier but it was vastly harder.
-In my one Science Lab the PA saw me working alone and assigned me to a group of 3 girls. We had 2 months to turn in our lab. For weeks I kept hounding them about when we were going to get together and I gave them all my contact information. They never responded or said this and that. The weekend before the lab was due I stayed up many hours trying to finish it myself. When we got into class the 3 girls had everything done but it was vastly different from my lab and we had to present our group findings. We faked it and said we did 2 different experiments to contrast and compare findings but the Professor didn't buy it but we still made out with an 80 I believe. After class I went up to one of the girls and told her WTF nobody ever called me to help with the lab and she said it was easier this way. Since they all met up at one of the girls house and it would be "weird" to invite me. HOW THE FUCK IS IT WEIRD TO INVITE YOUR FUCKING LAB PARTNER OVER TO DO AN ASSIGNMENT!!??? I BET YOU HAVE NO PROBLEM INVITING CHADS OVER TO SUCK ALL THAT CUM OUT THEIR DICKS YOU FUCKING BITCH
That was my college Freshman year. Sophmore year I had similar results where people would say they would meet up or help me study or things like that but everyone would always flake on me like I had some kind of fucking curse. I truly felt I was cursed and hated and it was a conspiracy that the whole school was in on. Who could fuck with Pumkin's life the most and try to make him kill himself? Ended up spiraling down with no friends, no relationships, no sex, no outlets for anything. Lost my scholarships. Got kicked out of college and became a wageslave. People with friends and girlfriends never know how good they have it and they would never even know a tenth of the pain us incels go through.
