A philosophy professor walks in to give his class their final. Placing his chair on his desk the professor instructs the class, “Using every applicable thing you’ve learned in this course, prove to me that this chair DOES NOT EXIST.”
So, pencils are writing and erasers are erasing, students are preparing to embark on novels proving that this chair doesn’t exist, except for one student. He spends thirty seconds writing his answer, then turns his final in to the astonishment of his peers.
Time goes by, and the day comes when all the students get their final grades...and to the amazement of the class, the student who wrote for thirty seconds gets the highest grade in the class.
His answer to the question: “What chair?”
You know about the student who answered the test question about how to measure the height of a tall building using a barometer, right?
1. Go to the top of the building.
2. Tie a rope to the barometer.
3. Lower it off the side of the building to the ground.
4. Measure the rope.
I had a good friend of mine who was a philosophy major, and a guy in his class who was a bit of a burnout (too much weed, acid or something) handed in a one page document for his project for the class, which was expected to be 5000 words or something like that.
On the single page, there was a single line that said “Because I am simply writing this one line, it proves that I understand the material.”
My friend said given the course (It was something like Existential Humanistic Psychology or something weird like that, I can’t remember) it was a brilliant response, and showed exactly that he understood.
The guy got an “F” and failed the course...