kid comes up to me and hands in his essay. Obviously not written by him. And just in case I wasn't familiar with his handwriting (which I am), the essay was written in one color ink and he had written his name at the top in another color ink. Hello?
I just handed it back to him. He said that his girlfriend wrote it. Well, last I checked, she's not in my class... I didn't argue--I just looked at him. He said he was going to rewrite it and stomped off.
He came back about half an hour later and gave me his paper. I said I still wouldn't accept it (since I had just watched him copy the other one). He said he rewrote it and changed it and he would bring me the original. He handed them both to me and I just said I still wasn't going to grade it.
Once he left, because I am a fair(ly stupid and gullible) person, I read them both. Well, I read both of their first sentences. Word for word, the exact same.
Bzzzzt! Thank you for playing.
Luckily, this was my last class and now all I have are finals next week.