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zOMG Class Square!
I seriously can't believe I actually did this, but when we were taking the algebra test today, the teacher had to leave the room for something or another. Well, as I was working on my test, nose in the scratch paper and punching the sticky buttons on a sight-impaired calculator (so I borrowed one, sue me) I noticed a lot of chatter going on around and behind me (mostly behind).
I didn't bother trying to look around and see just what it was; I was focused on trying to get this thing done right so that I didn't get a complete fail on the test. Well, I hope I didn't. I'd done my work honest-like and so I had made the effort.
As I finished the last problem I noticed why the snickering and consipiatorial noises behind me. As I turned the page, trying to see the last page of the thing, there was, big as life and plain as day—
The answer key.
I freaked.
Well, now I knew why there was all that racket. A lot of people obviously weren't nearly as honest. (And now I knew why someone had finished in a record ten minutes.)
I didn't mention it aloud. Instead in the Scantron 'name' blank I scribbled in the tiniest print I could manage:
zOMG key on last page?!
Dashed out as fast as I could get away with and not look suspicious. Homigods, what a mess