that that person who thinks she's the smartest person in my 8am, um maybe... isn't so much... sitting at the final in a non-exam row (strict seating protocols in my classes on exam days). In order to sit in the right spot she would be in front of the door but the door would still have room to open (assuming she scooched up a bit, which later she showed she was not intelligent enough to do either but whatever).
"Please get in the exam row," I said.
"I'll have to close the door."
"Yes you will."
Sigh.
Yes, it's finals week, aka high season on AH. Brace yourselves :)
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