Got It Graded Before It Got Degraded:
Teacher: “Okay, I’ve got your last test graded. Raise your hand when I call your name.”
(I get mine back when I notice something odd on my paper.)
Me: “Umm, Mr. [Teacher]? I think there’s cat hair on my test.”
Teacher: “Yeah, the snow meant I couldn’t head to the coffee shop to grade, and my cat tried to help. Speaking of, Ms. [Student #1], here’s your test.”
(He hands her a written exam, which looks normal, and a multiple choice scantron, which looks shredded.)