POTENTIAL FROSH WEEK SPOILERS INSIDE
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Hmmm... I don't know, but I think this might be a set up. I'm an engineer at Queen's, and they pulled something that sounds suspiciously like this does, on us during our frosh week.
We were told that we all had to write an exam which would determine our placement in the first-year class. (It was also noted that people who failed would be placed in remedial classes until they caught up; understandably this caused quite a stir.) When the test was given to us, I became extremely worried. There some VERY difficult questions on physics, calc, geology, and a few other things -- even for me (I was later ranked 9th out of 700 in the first year class, and I was 16 when I started first year). I started writing, and struggled with the first few questions.
But then the fun started. First, there were some noises, like beepers and small radios. The proctors "reminded" everyone that no electronics were allowed. Then, someone's cell phone started ringing. Whoever it belonged to answered it, and started talking to what sounded like his GF. So a proctor goes up to him and says, "Sir, I'm going to have to ask you to turn that off."
He says, "No way, man, I haven't talked to my GF for like, a whole week! Just give me a few minutes!"
This banter continued, back and forth, for a few mintues, until he was practically shouting. So then a few more proctors show up, and they grab the quy by the collar and bounce him out of the lecture hall. We could hear him yelling obscenities as he walked away.
So things settled down for a few more minutes. Then, we started to hear whispering in the crowd. Apparantly, the proctors heard it too. One of them yelled, "Hey, you! What do you think you're doing? You're not allowed to talk with your neighbour!"
The apparant offender stammered in response, "But I...." But it was too late. One of the proctors went up to him and tore his paper to shreds. As I recall the guy started crying and ran off.
Anyway, we settled down for a few more minutes. I think some people were starting to catch on, because I heard chuckling behind me (I was sitting almost right up front), but I was still oblivious.
When a proctor pulled a water gun from below the lecturn and started spraying everyone down, I finally figured that there wasn't much point finding the angle that the gutter had to be to maximize the amount of water held. Anyway, they really had me going.
Maybe I shouldn't even be telling you this, because it might ruin what is otherwise a good suprise.
(Also, if you're still thinking that the test is real, it's also worth noting that this "UTICS" website is part of the skule.ca domain and not the utoronto.ca domain.)
HTH, and have fun during frosh week.