It was something she had always wanted to do, but her parents had pushed her into medicine instead. She had prospered as a gynecologist, but never felt completely fulfilled. Finally, she decided it was time to live for herself. Being a well-educated high-achiever, she figured the best place to start was by going back to school, so she started watching television during the daytime until the first ad for a mechanic's school came on. She called the number and was enrolled.
A few hard semesters later, she was facing the final exam. "Well," says the examiner, "The final exam consists of the following two categories: You'll get 50% for taking this here diesel engine apart, and 50% for putting it back together correctly. You have 4 hours. Time starts now, honey. And I'll be watching you close, so don't even think about trying to cheat."
3 hours and 54 minutes later, the engine was re-assembled on the shop floor. The former gynecologist flopped into a chair while the examiner checked over her work. "Well," she said, "how did I do?"
"You did real well, honey. You got one hunnert and fifty percent on this exam."
"150%?" asks the woman, "That doesn't seem right. How did I score so high?"
"Well," says the instructor, "I gave you 50% for taking the thing apart. 50% for putting it back together. And I gave you an extra 50% on account of how you did all the work through the exhaust pipe."
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