The website corrupted my homework.
In college I finally had the epiphany that I could ignore alleged “deadlines” simply by emailing my papers to my teachers/TAs but oops! neglecting to attach the file! This never, ever failed.
But here’s an even better way, via Brandon, to dodge those before-5pm-on-Friday-or-else requirements: Corrupted-Files.com. Because, as their website prompts, don’t turn in a “Garbarge” Paper! Send a corrupted file instead!
Didn’t you see the clear instructions on the top of the page to KEEP THIS SITE A SECRET?
Okay kids, here’s what IIII did. I requested extensions for almost every paper I ever wrote. I figured out that teachers respected you more for being a sloppy student, since it seemed like you had a lot going on, then, and teachers—like kids and twenty-somethings and sixty year olds—would rather be friends with someone who cavorted in the high pantheons of “more important things.” You could then strike up a conversation about how you were like, the edtior of two newspapers and took six credits and just would rather write a really strong paper and then they’d like, give you a month. Then you could actually do a really good job. And then, since you’d told them you were so busy, they’d think you were like some genius descended from the angels. Really, you were at Myrtle.
