<p>The people at the department for one for my classes accidentally forwarded the midterm we are taking later in the week to the entire class (100+ people). Then half an hour later we get another email saying "EXAM CANCELLED: DO A "TAKE HOME" INSTEAD."</p>
<p>Back when I was in community college, my 2nd semester Gen Chem professor had accidentally stapled the answer key to one of the tests, and I happened to get that test. Needless to say, I notified him immediately when I saw “test key” written across the top of the page before we began, haha.</p>
<p>Someone sent an incredibly elaborate class email asking for notes. She said she wasn’t in class because her apartment was getting fumigated, and since she owns a dog she couldn’t leave it in her apartment or her car so she ended up driving home to like Philly or something.</p>
<p>lol these are funny</p>
<p>My teacher set our project on fire…It was a group project.</p>
<p>We had to take all of this info and put it into categories, i don’t even remember the particulars but we had to put something together that showed the different data off in a creative way. My group decided that we wanted to create something edible. We went with cake.</p>
<p>We used sprinkles of differing colors to exhibit the various data and made flags out of toothpicks and paper for labels. It was funny to do and turned out to be very colorful with all the flags and sprinkles. </p>
<p>Since the teacher was retiring we were going to have a last day party, (it was also the last day of class-with all projects due) with the cake. Someone brought champagne, so it was a festive occasion. My teacher decided to light the toothpicks like candles. Who knows, maybe she thought they were candles. She was older. Anyway, toothpicks do burn quite quickly, but the cake was still good.</p>
<p>Lets see:</p>
<p>Instead of waiting for a tech guy to come down and fix the projecter, my professor jumps up on the table and fixes it herself.</p>
<p>When we had a discussion on dirty words in japanese, and proceeded to try to find them in different dictionairies. It was my japanese prof’s belief that if they were not in there, the dictionary was not good.</p>
<p>One of my discussion based classes was hilarious due to the kids who showed up drunk and then announced to everyone how hung over they were. Oh, gen ed philosophy…</p>
<p>In my introductory stats class, the numbers “4, 5, 17, 1, 6” were written on the board, in that order.</p>
<p>Professor: What is the median of this set of numbers?</p>
<p>Student: 17!</p>
<p>Probability class: </p>
<p>Me: I can’t find my phone. Do you see where it is??</p>
<p>Class friend: Yeah, I don’t see it. </p>
<p>Me: Pulls out computer … goes on icloud.com, looks at the GPS locator … it looks like it’s around me, so I send a text message to help me figure out where exactly it is around me: “HELP ME” </p>
<p>A second later …</p>
<p>The phone, which I normally mute, goes off obnxiously loud at the front of the room on the table in front of the professor. </p>
<p>Professor: “Someone has an urgent message. <insert my=”" name=“”>, isn’t this your phone?" </insert></p>
<p>Me: Yes… (Dies a little on the inside.)</p>
<p>Professor: Looks like someone needs your help! </p>
<p>Me: Yeah … me … </p>
<p>Class friend: LOL</p>
<p>The brilliant part is that I never speak up in class (very boring) and I’m only talked to her once in office hours. And she knows my name and what my phone case looks like. My professor is a pro.</p>
<p>a class assignment was pushed back from friday to monday (today). This weekend was a big party weekend for the school. This morning, a handful of people in that class (myself included) realized this assignment was due, and we pretty much invaded one of the computer rooms the hour before the class. Everybody had a electronic copy of the solutions manual, but nobody knew what the hell was going on. Apparently, it took other people who had the solution manual 3 hours to figure out what the solutions actually did.</p>
<p>I took a chem lab over the summer last year, and one day my lab partner showed up drunk (at 8 in the morning… on a wednesday!!!) and proceeded to belligerently inform my lab TA that he was taking too long with the pre-lab explanation. Sadly it was a partner lab so I had to rely on this fool to get through a 2.5 hour lab on kinetics.</p>
<p>Earlier this semester a girl showed up to my Math Lab (Friday morning) really hung over. In the middle of class when the TA was lecturing, the people in her corner of the room started whispering and panicking and I looked over there and of course, there was the girl standing in the open with a stream of vomit coming out of her mouth. Of course some people puke at the sight of puke, and another girl at her table started getting sick and she ran into the hallway and puked all over the door and the hallway. About five minutes later before the janitorial crew had made their way up to our classroom, the smell had wafted across the entire room and anoter girl puked on the carpet followed by a chain of 2-3 more people, all who made the trash can. The room smelled horrible, the janitor never showed up and the T.A. made us stay in the class for the remaining 45 minutes. Everyone had the collar of their shirt over their nose and/or their heads between their legs and were totally over-dramatizing the situation. I made fun of a lot of people the next week.</p>
<p>Radicalcar, I feel like that story is a college myth, sorry you had to go through it lol.</p>
<p>funniest thing that happened…hmmmm…someone started to clip their nails off right during class! He used scissors too and they sat right at the front of the class in front of the professor.</p>