Proctor:Uhh, yeah, I'll be at the coffee shop! (Score 1)

I was taking the second level calculus exam my freshman year of college. It was 7pm. Three hour test.

The TA handed out the exam, seeing it for the first time along with the twenty of us. Not one single question was anything close to what we had studied. It seemed as if the entire test was composed of weird special cases of the concepts we were learning(i.e. if you didn't know the "trick," it was going to take forever!)

After five minutes the TA got up and said "You guys probably forgot this by now" and wrote a formula up on the board. Then another. Then another. I'll never for get this part: He got up and announced:

"I'm thirsty. If you need me, I'll be at [name of coffee shop]! ...Until they close."

and then he left.

We all sort of looked at each other and then started to talk over the questions. Don't remember what I got, but we handed our tests to him at midnight...at the coffee shop.

I'm pretty sure that the TA, who was a really nice guy--excited about math and all--felt bad for not preparing us for the asshole professor's final exam. We all thanked him.

I don't think anybody got an A, though.