Cheating cheaty cheats
I'm rubbish at cheating. I was asked to help run a stall at a local fair. We sold squares on a treasure map for 10p a go, with the one closest to the "hidden treasure" winning stuff.
I told my sister where it was. I'd not really thought through how obvious this would be. I've kind of avoided cheating since, what have you cheated at? Confess all, it'll make you feel better.
( , Thu 17 Nov 2005, 10:14)
I'm rubbish at cheating. I was asked to help run a stall at a local fair. We sold squares on a treasure map for 10p a go, with the one closest to the "hidden treasure" winning stuff.
I told my sister where it was. I'd not really thought through how obvious this would be. I've kind of avoided cheating since, what have you cheated at? Confess all, it'll make you feel better.
( , Thu 17 Nov 2005, 10:14)
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I can remember one...
I was in the 2nd year juniors, so 8 or 9. Had a tables test in the afternoon and really wasn't up for it at all. Thus I feined a minor illness and got the secretary to call the old dear to pick me up. She was not impressed to say the least. Took me back to her work where I was berated for a short while. She then wrote down all the tables I had to do that afternoon and made me sit and learn them, before taking me back to school. Sweet thinks I, now I have the answers. Test commence and I've got this bit of paper on my chair and keep coughing/yawning/stretching after every question to scope the correct calculatory result. Unbeknownst to my idiotic childlike brain, my teacher could quite clearly see the bit of paper on my chair...so the rest unfolds with a mind numbing inevitability....and a further major bollocking from the old dear. It would seem cheating does not pay...
( , Thu 17 Nov 2005, 18:29, Reply)
I was in the 2nd year juniors, so 8 or 9. Had a tables test in the afternoon and really wasn't up for it at all. Thus I feined a minor illness and got the secretary to call the old dear to pick me up. She was not impressed to say the least. Took me back to her work where I was berated for a short while. She then wrote down all the tables I had to do that afternoon and made me sit and learn them, before taking me back to school. Sweet thinks I, now I have the answers. Test commence and I've got this bit of paper on my chair and keep coughing/yawning/stretching after every question to scope the correct calculatory result. Unbeknownst to my idiotic childlike brain, my teacher could quite clearly see the bit of paper on my chair...so the rest unfolds with a mind numbing inevitability....and a further major bollocking from the old dear. It would seem cheating does not pay...
( , Thu 17 Nov 2005, 18:29, Reply)
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