Today, I was hanging out at work with my competent employee, a school teacher (Robert) who takes lessons with us, and one of our music teachers, Jesse. The employee, Sabrina, is a senior in high school, and has an essay due tomorrow for school. The conversation went as follows:

Sabrina : Robert, you were an English major; will you write my essay for me?

Robert: No.

Sabrina: Maybe I can find an essay online.

Robert: What's your essay about?

Sabrina: Plagiarism.

(Pause while Robert, Jesse, and I all crack up. I notice Sabrina's not laughing.)

Me: Wait, you weren't trying to be funny, were you?

Sabrina: No, why was that funny?

(Robert, Jesse, and I are all laughing too hard to tell her)

Sabrina : Wait, I get it . . . I think . . . No, wait, I don't.

Yay for teenage comedy! The funniest part was that we did a search for essays on plagiarism online, and found a whole bunch for purchase. I wonder how many of those people actually get the joke.