"You wanted to talk to me?" a nervous student came into his office.
"Yeah..."Charlie put away several papers. "About your test" he looked for it.
"You found it?" the student, named Micheal,asked with dread after some time.
"Not yet, give me a minute."
Nervously,Micheal checked out Charlie's office. It looked likea typical professor's office, with the shelves upon shelves of books, a desk filled with papers, and very old furniture.
"Ah..here it is." Charlie took it out. "You...um..seemed to have trouble with the material."
"Oh?" Micheal did not know what else to say.
"You put forty two as the answer for the first several problems, then on the second page of the test, you wrote I am a goldfish several times. Page three consists of some comic stip about a superheroe named Super Sigma whose powers seem to stem from the golden ratio." Charlie tried to keep a straight face, and did so by remembering his concern as a professor. The test had made him burst out in laughter when he first saw it. "Maybe some tutoring is in order?"
"Sure"
"Good, I'll see you tomorow during my office hours"
The End.