Invigilator

Because of some earlier arrangement, I had to be the invigilator of the College examination in an afternoon while Vivian was staying in the hospital.

This was not the first time I had to take part. Seriously it was the most boring seven hours you could have. The papers were checked, distributed, and collected by some experienced secretaries, and all that we had to do is to read the instruction before the papers started, reminded the candidates on the time left at certain points, and announced the examination ended. There's also a pile of papers for us to fill in - I suppose the College is also doing some kind of accreditation exercise?

The only "irregular" happening of the afternoon was this: Someone raised his hand and asked my co-invigilator if there was some misprint in the answer of one particular question - because he could not find the (what he believed to be) correct answer.

My colleague came back to the stage and asked me to go through with him that question. In no time we both identified the correct answer, and off he went.

"Don't worry, at least every question book was the same," he told the puzzled candidate.

PS. It was the day when we had the Black Raining Signal. Thank goodness the rain was much less heavy by the time we finished with checking and photocopying all material.