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My Statistics Story

I'm writing this for my brother Chris, but anyone can read it.

When Dave and I were in college (Dave at William Carey and I at University of Southern Miss), we were dating. Dave was working during the day and taking classes at night. I seem to recall that he was going to be unable to attend his nighttime statistics class and was out of absences. So, me being the supportive girlfriend, I went in his place. I told the professor, Dr. David Allen, that I would be there to take notes for Dave since he couldn't be there. He told me that was fine, but there would be no notes. It was a test night. He told me I was welcomed to take the test if I wanted to. So I stayed just for fun. (Dave had to make it up later.) I took the test and knew quite a bit of the stuff on it. It turned it in and went to tell Dave the news.

The next week we both went to the stats class. I just had to see how I did. I made a 74 on the test. Not such a great grade, but it was the highest grade in the class. I'm not kidding. Dr. Allen told everyone that I had the highest grade and I wasn't even in his class. I'm not sure why he thought this was a thing to brag about. Most of the stuff on the test I recalled from high school, because I had not yet had educational statistics at USM. The highest grade in the class--an outsider, not even a stats student. How 'bout that?!

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