I just have to share my favorite cheating story. And just to let everyone know, this occurred in 1976 when I was an undergrad EE. I wanted to take an elective that was an “easy A” and everyone said, oh, you have to take music appreciation, very easy A. Cool, so I took the course. The basis was that you were supposed to go into listening rooms where there was a library of classical music and become familiar with the pieces and would later be tested on them. Back in those days, recording were on these large round vinyl discs called “records” hee hee, long time ago. I would go to class and this doddering old professor with thick coke bottle bottom glasses would look at the record place it on the turn table and it would start playing and everyone’s hand in the class would go shooting up and they would immediately know what it was. Well, I was dying in this class, I was spending more and more time in the listening rooms and getting no where fast. I felt like the stupidest person in the world. Until finally someone in the class clued me in. They showed me their notes; which went something like this: “blue label with red writing, Bach”, green label with yellow writing and furly loops around, Beethoven”. You get the idea. They were keying off the labels and the poor old professor did not have a clue. Now, I was faced with a real moral dilemma! On the one hand, I had been spending tons of time in the listening room and there is no way the others in the class could catch up with me so if I told on them, I would get and A and they would all probably fail. But on the other hand, if I joined in with them and also cheated, then we would all probably get A’s. What would you do?
If anyone responds to this post, I will tell you what I did in a later post.