I read this by a fellow named Jim Rogers. Made me laugh. We all need a laugh from time to time.
When I was a senior in college, I had a chance to take an elective course. I thought I’d take one in ornithology; that sounded rather interesting. I learned something the first day: that it’s the study of birds. I didn’t know that. It was a large class, a lecture hall of about 800 people. The man teaching this course was a good teacher, and he warned us that on the final exam we’d have to identify birds. Well that seemed fair; after all it was a course in ornithology. But when we got the test, all it was was 28 pages of pictures of birds’ feet. Twenty-eight pages!
After the test, I went to his office to complain. I was the ninth guy in line. By the time I got in there, you could tell he’d already heard enough. He said to me, “I don’t know who you are. I don’t care. But if you’re here to complain about that test, save it. It’s a fair test. I’ve given it many years, and if I hear one negative word out of your mouth, I’m writing down your name and I’m reporting you to the dean.” I said, “Well, sir, it was a great course, very interesting, very informative, but I did think the test was a bit unusual.” He said, “I’m warning you, not another word.”
Then suddenly I felt out of control. I could feel my emotions using me rather than me using them. I said to him, “Fine, you want to hear the truth? That’s the most stupid test I’ve ever taken. I don’t know how a grown adult had the nerve to give that to a group of college students. If I were you, I’d be ashamed of myself.” He said, “That did it. Man, that did it. What’s your name?” So I held up my foot, and I said to him, “You tell me.”
