I brought my scantron!
Today, a student showed up to my class with a scantron.
She wanted to know how long the test was.
I told her there was no test today, or any day, because it was a composition class (essays and discussion only). We’re about halfway through the semester at this point.
She insisted that I had instructed them to bring scantrons for the test. I told her I didn’t even know how the fucking scantron machine works, and that if she can find the word scantron anywhere in my syllabus, or calendar, or handouts then I will let her leave the class with an instant A.
She sifted through her crumpled handouts for about ten minutes.
Then two of her friends came into class and pulled out their scantrons. Apparently she had reminded them about the test today…
...such as chalk, dry-erase markers, a ream of paper, or a bottle of whiskey!
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