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So this guy comes up to me at the end of yesterday's first class and says: "I guess you noticed I haven't given you anything so far." Which I hadn't, mainly because I have lots and lots of other people to keep track of, but: "Uh huh," I replied.

Pause.

"So...this is the last class, right?"

"Yep."

"How much could I make up if I wrote everything by Friday?"

"Probably half your mark, which wouldn't be enough to graduate."

"So...I'm kinda screwed, huh?"

"Yep."

Then he asked me what I thought would happen, and I allowed as how I supposed he would have to re-take the class, to which he said--after a thoughful pause--

"Do they make you pay for that?"

Well...yeeeeeeeees.

Runners up for Idiot of the Semester: The two guys who ran into completely different classes than the ones they wanted to make up, expecting that their attendance during those hours would somehow "count" anyways. Thus making the classic mistake of believing that just because someone teaches you a particular thing, this thing is ALL she teaches (and the really good part? One of them already knew that couldn't possibly be true, since he'd graduated from two of my other classes!).

I kid you fucking not, people.