2.25.2009

The Longest Quiz

I had good intentions of writing to you yesterday. I really did.

And then I went to my environmental econ class night, poised to dominate my second quiz like I did my first one.

I emerged—2 hours and 20 minutes after good ol' Roy first handed me the evil pile of papers that he called a quiz—like I'd been wrung dry of any possible economic knowledge I'd crammed in my head. By then it was 10 p.m., and finally I headed home, which allowed me a good 40 minutes in the car to contemplate how the heck I was going to get through the midterm in two weeks if the quiz took that long. I might need a vat of coffee and a sleeping bag then ... I might be there for three straight days ... I might have an aneurysm halfway through trying to figure out the optimal level of pollution (a phrase that still makes me laugh, by the way).

(And, I'd just like to point out, that after 2 hours and 20 minutes I was the second one to finish my quiz and leave. I don't even want to know what time the rest of them got out of there.)

Dear, dear Roy, you do grade on a curve, don't you?

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