Freshman year in college I had to do a mandatory transition class run by an upper class student like once every other week.
Early on we got a questionnaire, and one of the questions was “Has your college experience met your expectations?
” and my smart ass put “Yes, it’s just as awful as I thought it would be” because for some reason I thought we weren’t going to turn them in or something because I was(am) an idiot.
I had a small panic attack when our instructor DID collect them because I thought I’d be put on a watch list or worse,
have to explain myself to my instructor who was tall and blonde and wore glasses and I had an obligatory freshman crush on.
Nothing ever came of it and I’m supposed to be graduating this fall but it still haunts me to this day for some reason.