You skipped class for that!

All of us who are old enough, and went to college, skipped classes. I want to hear about the time/s you skipped, and you reason was just slightly less than important.

I once skipped my noon Econ 104 class for 4 straight weeks to play in a whiffle ball league with my buddies from high school. When I showed up to take the final, the Prof. didn’t believe I was actually registered and wouldn’t give me the final until he had checked his enrollment list. I passed nonetheless.

I know some of you can top that one, so let’s hear it!

I’ll be sure to come back in December and tell you all about my first semester in college.

I skipped numerous classes to cut out early and have a beer with my friends.

I skipped my Acting midterm (to be fair, my “partner” had done no preperation whatsoever, so I didn’t miss anything) because I had a migraine. So I spent the rest of the day playing Tribes.

I skipped three straight weeks of my Psych of Personal Adjustment class AND took the final drunk off my ass and got an A in the class anyway.

I skipped numerous classes for Ferris Bueller reasons (“How can I be inside on a day like this?”) and cause I just didn’t feel like going in…

I skipped class to throw around the football with my friends. The professor saw me as he was walking to class (“Playin’ football?” “Yep” “Gonna miss class?” “Yep”).

I get good grades in the classes I skip the most.

I skipped class one morning with two of my suitemates to go to the beach. I got the worst sunburn of my life.

Another time I had been sitting outside with two friends because our class got cancelled and it was a gorgeous day. I had a class later in the afternoon but really didn’t feel like going even tho I liked the class, but I had to pick up some papers. One of the girls with me went to the class and told the professor she was my friend and that I was sick, so she picked up the papers for me. We then drove off campus and got ices!

The overriding cause of missing classes was definitely hangovers on Friday morning. Shame on me.

…because I was too lazy to leave work just for one class.
On multiple occassions, for multiple classes.

dunks and scampers away

I stopped attending class altogether in February of my second year of med school. I found that the material I studied on my own at home without attending the lecture was the material I knew best, and my grades went up by a full letter grade in both Pathology and Pharmacology after I stopped. I showed up once a week or so to get notes and catch up on the gossip.

Medical students are famous for skipping class to study.

Dr. J

My father is a university professor and in the early 70’s he came home early one day, explaining that several classes had been cancelled because of a rumor that a streaker was going to run across campus. This got many of the students to skip and wait for the streaker, and since very few students were coming to class there was no point in the professors staying around either. The streaker, by the way, never showed up.

Definitely on multiple occasions for multiple reasons…

Calling my old high school friends (Kevin C., Ken M., and some others) on the pay phone…

Talking with friends about the rough times I was going through…

Just plain didn’t feel like going to class…

etc., etc., etc.

F_X

I’ve probably only made it to about 50% of all the class sessions I’ve been expected at in my four years (so far) of college…

The best reason was when my last girlfriend arranged an afternoon threesome- and I actually e-mailed the professor explaining why I’d been absent…

The worst reason was the day I skipped class to go candlepin bowling with a friend. She skipped her class too. Neither of us felt like going to class that day, so we didn’t.
Other than that, I was a pretty rare class skipper.

I had a Spanish class every day immediately after lunch, which I occasionally skipped to nap.

I went to nursing school at age 26 and was pretty motivated to attend. However, one day when it was very cold out I picked up my friend on the way to school, we dropped her son off at daycare, and drove to school. We were going to be late anyway, and then found out we had to park very far from the entrance, since all the good spots were taken.

So instead we drove to Robins’ for coffee and crullers. We planned to go back in time for coffee break since we didnt want to miss the bad cafeteria coffee and gossip.

Except that time, my car wouldnt start. So we waited until lunch when my Dad drove by and jump started me, and then well, we had to take the afternoon off to drive around charging up my car battery Then it was time to pick up her son from daycare.

A fun day for sure.

In high school, I skipped alot of classes to smoke pot behind the 7-11. That was a very long time ago. "Can anyone say “4 finger bag”? LOL
In nursing school, I skipped almost the whole psych clinical (and passed). It was held at a VA hospital and I was nervous about the whole thing going in. My assigned patient was a paranoid schizophrenic with active hallucinations. My first conversation with him scared me more.

I asked him “Do you see or hear things that aren’t real?”. He said no which didn’t make sense to me as the nurses had told me he was active. So I rephrased (duh) “Do you see or hear things that others don’t see or hear?” He said yes. I asked him when he last had that experience and he told me “Just now. I saw your brain fly out your ear, go around your head, and back in again.”

I spent the next six weeks filching coffee from the cafeteria, hiding out, and faking my papers.

O.K., I’m older now- not smoking and not so scared.

I’ll periodically miss class because I get drawn into the crowd of people staring in wide-eyed disbelief at a campus preacher.

Yes, I know that crowds only encourage them… but they’re just so damn fascinating in their own way.

OK, I think I may have the dorkiest reason for skipping class. Second year of college, my good friend at a nearby college, a less-than-scholarly type (i.e. my friend), paid me 50 bucks to write a paper for him. I agreed (having no idea what I was getting myself into). It turned out it was a philosophy paper on Plato’s Republic. I was a psych major and didn’t know a damn thing about Plato or his Republic but a deal was a deal. So, to not leave my friend hanging I stayed in his dorm room for a week crashing on his floor and missing my final week of classes including a final exam, in order to attempt to research and understand Plato’s Republic.

I must say that I believe I wrote him one hell of a paper, though he never got it back. ::sigh::

Anyway, about 7 years later, and with both of us back in school again, he approached me with an offer of $50 to write him a 15 - 20 page paper on 19th century American history. I politely asked him if he wouldn’t mind raising the amount of compensation to about $1000.

I’m pretty sure he failed.

I skipped more than half of my Psych-statistics classes freshman year, because I’d already had and passed AP Stats, which, although it covers the exact same information, doesn’t count at PSY-201, even after I petitioned, because you learn this program called SPSS on there. Which, incidentally, was rather easy to learn.

I’ve skipped because I was recuperating from an Idlewild concert in another state that got me back at 5 in the morning.

I’ve skipped because it was raining and I didn’t want to walk in the rain.

I’ve skipped because my ex-boyfriend who lived in another state was off of school and I wanted to talk to him. He wasn’t my ex at the time.

I’ve skipped because I wanted to go to my fiance’s early.

I once skipped the whole day to go shopping. My friends thought it would be REALLY funny to tell all my teachers. What I found funny was not ONE of my teachers minded. :slight_smile:

I’ve also skipped the afternoon to get ready for a party.

And I once skipped a class after my ex had just dumped me. Somehow I just didn’t feel like going to class…

I’ve only skipped twice those far (I’m a nerd with a 4.0, sorry). Skipped Chem II to go to Madri Gras, and Skipped Organic I to go to Virginia for a few days.

Um, I overslept once. It was one of those alarm goes off but you just need five more minutes things where suddenly you wake up again and look at the clock and realize that it’s actually 45 minutes later and class has already started. I wouldn’t have been very late if I’d run straight to class, but since I still had to get dressed, have breakfast, and take my morning medication I just said screw it.

That’s the best story I have. I had perfect or nearly perfect attendance through most of college, except for the last semester of my senior year when I had to take off for six weeks to have and recover from surgery.

I skipped calc classes for three weeks to play Uno my freshman year of college.