One year at Harvard, there was a really huge lecture with four or five hundred people. Nobody liked the class because it was really hard, and it was just too big. When their final rolled around, everybody was really nervous. Before they began, the professor said, "You are allotted exactly two hours to complete this exam. anyone who does not stop writing after time has been called will fail this course". Everyone wanted to make sure they finished so they started working really frantically right away, except for one kid, who took his time and seemed really relaxed. when the professor said that there was one minute remaining, everyone broke into a cold sweat and started writing even more frantically, except for that one guy, who is still taking his time. When the professor says "pencils down" everybody stops writing and goes to hand in their exams. The one kid, however, just keeps writing. The professor can't believe his

eyes. He's so shocked, he doesn't know what to do. about ten minutes later, the kid finally goes to hand in his exam.

"Are you crazy?" the professor says, "I told you that you'd fail if you wrote past two hours. Why bother finishing? You fail"

"Wait," says the student, "do you know who I am?"

"What does that matter?"

"Answer me. Do you know who I am?"

"You can't use your connections to influence me. It doesn't matter who you are."

"Just tell me," says the kid, "Do you know who i am?"

"No!" says the professor "Who the hell are you?"

The kid grabs the stack of exams and shoves his own somewhere in the middle of the pile. "Now you never will", he says.