When You Think You Know
My friend has this awesome story from college:
He was a school “president”, he was in charge of things, and had quite some power and responsibility.
This one time he had to organize a seminar which was pretty important especially because he was hosting. As he was going around making sure everything was running smoothly, he noticed a few students messing around and not rehearsing a speech they had to deliver. He questioned each of them on said speech and, as expected, none of them knew it well enough. So he asked them to start rehearsing but as reckless as freshmen students can get, they ignored the order.
Being fed up with them, my friend simply took their presentation and told them to leave. That’s when one of them snapped back, “You can’t do that! You don’t even know me, i know the president of the department!”, showing off illusions of the amount of power a 3rd grader has on a Thursday morning after a bowl of cereal.
Naturally, my friend asked this schmuck to use their wild card and call the president. They took out their phone, started dialing and guess what happened next
His phone started ringing.
Now I’ll let you imagine the sheer horror in this kid’s eyes, the shame on their face, the cringe and regret for the rest of their life. I have no idea how my friend kept a straight face.