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The setting is Ohio State University about six or seven years ago
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in a huge lecture hall (approximately 1000 students) for a Calculus
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final. Apparently this particular calculus teacher wasn't very well
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liked. He was one of those guys who would
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stand at the front of the class and yell out how much time was remaining
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before the end of a test, a real charmer. Since he was so busy galavanting
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around the room making sure that nobody cheated and that everyone was aware
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of how much time they had left before their failure of the test was complete,
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he had the students stack the completed tests on the huge podium at the
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front of the room. This made for quite a mess, remember there were 1000
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students in the class.
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Anyway, during this particular final, one guy entered the test needing a
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decent grade to pass the class. His only problem with Calculus was that he
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did poorly when rushed, and this ass standing in the front of the room
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barking out how much time was left before the tests had to be handed in
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didn't help him at all. He figured he wanted to assure himself of a good
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grade, so he hardly flinched when the professor said "pencils down and
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submit your scan-tron sheets and work to piles at the front of the room".
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Five minutes turned into ten, ten into twenty, twenty into forty...almost
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an hour after the test was "officially over", our friend finally put down
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his pencil, gathered up his work, and headed to the front of the hall to
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submit his final. The whole time, the professor sat at the front of the
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room, strangely waiting for the student to complete his exam.
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"What do you think you're doing?" the professor asked as the student stood
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in front of him about to put down his exam on one of the neatly stacked
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piles of exams (the professor had plenty of time to stack the mountain of
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papers while he waited) It was clear that the professor had waited only to
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give the student a hard time.
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"Turning in my exam," retorted the student confidently.
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"I'm afraid I have some bad news for you," the professor gloated, "Your
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exam is an hour late. You've FAILED it and, consequently, I'll see you next
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term when you repeat my course."
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The student smiled slyly and asked the professor "Do you know who I am?"
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"What?" replied the professor gruffly, annoyed that the student showed no
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sign of emotion.
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The student rephrased the question mockingly, "Do you know what my name is?
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"NO", snarled the professor.
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The student looked the professor dead in the eyes and said
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slowly, "I didn't think so", as he lifted up one of the stacks
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half way, shoved his test neatly into the center of the stack, let the stack
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fall burying his test in the middle, turned around and walked casually out
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of the huge lecture hall.
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