And people wonder why our girlfriends don't let us take naked pictures of them? Actually something similar happened at UT. The guy I shared an office with was TAing for a prof who required three studnts to argue against the assigned article for the week and email it to the whole class. The problem was that this was in the dark ages and bandwidth was limited. Undergrads had strict time limits in the computer lab and you'd write your emails, hold them in que, and then send them in a batch so as not eat up your allotment. This poor girl wrote an email to her boyfriend who was overseas, in which she first went on about what an obnoxious prick the prof was for making her do this "stupid" assignment. She then went on to give a very graphic description of how she spent the night before consoling herself with a couple of C cell batteries in a personal electronic device, a few clothes pins, and an ice cube and a candle. She just got the address a leeeetle wrong.

Needless to say, I doubt she had any trouble fiding a date.
FQ13 who had to sit there with a straight face when she came to Zach in tears asking if he'd gotten it. Anyone who doubts that UT produces teachers with high professional standards will be pleased to note that we waited until we heard the elevator ding before we lost it.
