John woke with a start at precisely 8:05 a.m. Thursday night stress sure is weird! When he turned to look at the clock, he received the shock of his life: he had only five minutes left until school started and he hadn't written his essay yet! Frantically, he scribbled down everything he had remembered from the book and hoped it formed coherent sentences. With a minute on the clock, he barged through the door of his house and bounded down the street to school. He could stand to be late today.
When he got to the school, he found it surprisingly devoid of anyone. It's like everyone had just taken the day off! His teacher strolled into the classroom to collect a few of his belongings, and was startled to find John standing in the middle of the class, out-of-breath.
"Sir, I... finished... the... essay... not a moment... too soon!" Poor kid was really struggling for breath. Did he run the whole way here?
"John, that's excellent, but also highly unnecessary. If you paid attention, you'd realize I was just kidding. I am a nuclear physicist. I don't need any lecturing. I let the class take a break today."
As soon as the professor had his back to the door, John tore up his paper. His glasses shattered in half and fell to the floor with them.