--- begin forwarded text Resent-Date: Thu, 9 Oct 1997 11:55:35 -0400 X-Authentication-Warning: qnx.com: localhost [127.0.0.1] didn't use HELO protocol To: 0xdeadbeef@substance.abuse.blackdown.org Cc: bostic@bsdi.com Subject: Exam tip o' the day Date: Thu, 09 Oct 1997 11:50:58 -0400 From: glen mccready <glen@qnx.com> Resent-From: 0xdeadbeef@substance.abuse.blackdown.org X-Mailing-List: <0xdeadbeef@substance.abuse.blackdown.org> archive/latest/2317 X-Loop: 0xdeadbeef@substance.abuse.blackdown.org Precedence: list Resent-Sender: 0xdeadbeef-request@substance.abuse.blackdown.org Forwarded-by: Rob Windsor <windsor@oc.com> Forwarded-by: Kirk A Schneider <kschneid@oc.com> It was the week of finals, and obviously, everyone was stressing. This happened in a big (+300) lecture class, it was some hard science course with one of those real pain-in-the ass professors. Everyone taking this course had been dreading this final from the start. They all knew they had no hope. There was one student in the class who felt confident in the area if he could just take his time and work his way through each problem. So, on the day of the final, he decided he would just take his time on the test. The exam began, and he slowly paced himself, carefully working out each problem. This was diffficult because the professor was one of those guys who would obnoxiously yell to the class how much time they had left every three minutes. He was just one of those guys who needed a smack in the face. Finally, time was up, and the teacher told the class to stop, and to bring their test papers down to his desk. With over three-hundred people, this procedure took quite a while. That one student just continued working on his test. Eventually, ten extra minutes turned into twenty, until the student was there for almost an hour after the exam had ended. He looked at his paper, and decided he had completed the test to his satisfaction, and he could now hand it in. He gathered his things and walked down to the teachers desk. The professor was sitting at the desk, the tests were still sitting on the desk in a neatly stacked pile, and it was clear he had just been waiting for this student to finish so that he could tell him that he had failed. The student reached his professors desk with a big smile on his face. The professor said to him, "This test was due an hour ago. By handing it in now it is considered late, and consequently, you fail." The student looked right at the professor and said to him "Do you know who I am?" The professor clearly upset by his student's response said "What are you talking about?" Again the student said, "Do you know who I am?" The professor responded by saying no, of course not... Just as he said this, the student lifted up half of the test papers still sitting on the teachers desk. He casually slipped his test on the pile, and let the rest of the tests fall naturally back onto the stack. He looked at his professor and said "I didn't think so." --- end forwarded text ----------------- Robert Hettinga (rah@shipwright.com), Philodox e$, 44 Farquhar Street, Boston, MA 02131 USA "... however it may deserve respect for its usefulness and antiquity, [predicting the end of the world] has not been found agreeable to experience." -- Edward Gibbon, 'Decline and Fall of the Roman Empire' The e$ Home Page: http://www.shipwright.com/ Ask me about FC98 in Anguilla!: <http://www.fc98.ai/>