I was sitting next to Zhenzhen in probability class at the college of Insurance. The class was held several times a week during the night, and the Stuyvesant students were usually pretty tired and hungry. This one night, this college student had a really big sandwich on his desk and was eating half of it. Zhenzhen asked me repeatedly to steal that sandwich for her. I actually thought about stealing it for a while, and thought about going downstairs to buy her one and then giving it to her. But in the end, I chickened out, couldn’t imagine what Professor Ramanujam would have said.
