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TIFU by getting my teacher a card

This was last week but nvm. I (21F) am a university student. My class found out that one of our favourite teachers was leaving and I thought it’d be cute to get him a card from our class and get everyone to sign it. The week he was leaving was also the week we had a multiple assignments due and in person assessments so I didn’t have a lot of free time to look for a goodbye and good luck card. My options were rather limited but I managed to find a nice card, it was just very plain. I thought it’d be a cute and cool idea to get everyone to sign it in different colour pens to make it look cooler and jazz it out inside. I had one of those four way pens that had pink, purple, green and blue ink. Perfect! What could possibly go wrong? I took the card and the pen ink uni on the day of the assessment (the last day we had with said teacher) and got everyone to sign it. Most people had signed it and all was going well until I found out, when the card was almost full of signatures and without a backup, that my teacher is colourblind. Completely colour blind. This man cannot see colours and the card I planned on giving him was basically a rainbow. Why did no one think to tell me this beforehand lol. I still got everyone to sign it in the coloured pen (literally our only option) and gave it to him but had to very apologetically explain that I wasn’t being an insensitive prick or trying to be funny I just genuinely didn’t know he was colourblind. Luckily he found it funny and appreciated the card but this could have gone sideways very quickly.

TL;DR: I got my teacher a card and signed it in colourful ink and then found out he’s colourblind.

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