I was teaching class today when I heard a student pass some gas. As a teacher, it's your job to hold it together. When students ignore the flatulence, I'm really good at ignoring it as well. After years of practice, I don't even break a smile anymore. ... usually.
Today, however, a student right in front of me passed some gas. I was preparing myself to ignore it, when the student looked me straight in the eye, smiled a huge grin, and (without a hint of embarrassment) said, "I'm sorry." After that, he went back to work.
I laughed so hard. What an honest/funny kid!