The Final Exam
It was the final examination for an introductory English course
at the UW. Like many such freshman courses, it was designed to
weed out new students, having over 800 students in the class.
The examination was two hours long, and exam booklets were
provided. The professor was very strict and told the class that
any exam that was not on his desk in exactly two hours would
not be accepted and the student would fail.
One-half hour into the exam, a student came rushing in and
asked the professor for an exam booklet. "You're not going to
have time to finish this," the professor said, as he handed the
student a booklet.
"Yes I will," replied the student. He then took a seat and began
After two hours, the professor called for the exams, and the
students filed up and handed them in. All except the late student,
who continued writing.
One-half hour later, the last student came up to the professor
who was sitting at his desk preparing for his next class. He
attempted to put his exam on the stack of exam booklets already
The professor snapped, "No you don't. I'm not going to accept
that. It's late."
The student looked incredulous and asked angrily, "Do you know
who I am?"
"No, as a matter of fact I don't," replied the professor with
an air of sarcasm in his voice.
"Do you know who I am?" the student repeated.
"No, and I don't care," replied the professor with an air of
"Good," replied the student, who quickly lifted the stack of
completed exams, stuffed his in the middle, and ran out of the