Genius People Who Beat The System - Part 4

During a math test at my college in Utah, there was an anti cheating poster inside the testing center. It said stuff like "don't use your cell phone or you'll fail" among other things. It also had a picture of a guy that wrote a math formula on his had with a huge circle and line drawn through it. Unfortunately for the center, the math formula was still 100% visible. Fortunately for me, it was a math formula I needed and I used the anti cheating poster to pass the test and graduate!

The couple's tombstones holding hand over the cemetery wall was epic. Now that's united.

18:04 the guy who managed to take the photo without being caught is even more legendary

Fun fact, in the first clip Vinu's car is also a manual transmission so it's even more impressive that he's able to get that car up there in reverse.

9:16 A friend of mine did that in reverse. He lived practically next door to a pizza delivery place so he'd hang out with friends, they'd order pizza and when the delivery driver arrived he'd pass most of the pizza to his friends and hitch a ride home with the delivery driver since they were heading his direction anyway. After a couple of times the drivers of course knew what was going on but since he always tipped very well, they'd gladly play taxi.

When I was in junior high, we had this toolbox we were supposed to put our phones in in the morning to avoid us using them in class, so I took an old broken phone and gave it to whoever responsible for the toolbox and it worked like a charm.... I often forgot the broken phone over the weekends so I would get praised by the teachers after the weekend every now and then for not being so addicted to my phone

When I used to be a waiter, occasionally I would miss a table that had customers waiting for me... when I approached their table, I would apologize profusely and tell them that "their waiter" was very busy but I was here to take their order. They would be so grateful and I would end up with a good tip!! Misleading but effective.

"Sir it was a natural death." "How is pushing someone off natural?" "The gravity does it not me"

When I was working in Fairhaven Massachusetts I passed the guy that was sitting in a lawn chair drinking a martini while his driven Wheels lawn mower was tied to a rope and the other end was tied to a pole with a 21 inch circumference and the lawnmower just drove around the yard and every lap if pull the lawn mower 21 inch closer and all he had to do is mow the corners when he was done! I've always wanted to make one of these ever since I saw it!

1:15 imagine forgetting your car there when you move out

Back in school, my brother had a complex of being 'too similar to me' even though he's totally different; that time I was a little bigger than him but I also had more hair (notable differences) but one day we got our clothes swapped to attend the other class because some lessons were boring, yet it was another moment with swapped clothes that worked better than that: the test swap. Basically, where we studied, teachers punished students giving them the 'option' to leave the class if there was a trouble; my brother had one and gone into the principal's and I finished my test quickly and pretended I don't received it, then she gave me permission to use the bathroom and I've gone to my brother when the principal was off and told him to ask to go into the bathroom; we've swapped clothes again and he made into the class and done the test (he asked for another one because I hid mine's) and then he forced a headache and gone down again, just for me to be back into the class with my test over the desk; he passed even though he was 'unable' to do it and I've got mine into a week delay for note because the teacher was tired, no one ever found it, even our parents lmao Almost forgot, the said clothes in question was a blue hoodie almost like a coat (it was winter that time) and a black scarf we've used to cover our mouth

I went to a very strict Christian boarding high school where we were forced to attend worships every day. They enforced this by handing out color-coded worship slips at each worship, which would then be collected by the deans at the end of the week. After attending a few weeks, I had gathered all of the color-coded slips and realized they used the same color for every day, regardless of the week. The only thing that changed was the date. So I got a hold of colored paper and printed out worship slips for the entire year, made multiple copies in the library's Xerox machine (free to use at the time), and sold them to dorm residents. I also never revealed that I was the one who made them, and always said that I bought them from someone else. Eventually, they caught on, but by then, other kids had started doing the same thing and no one had any clue who had originally produced them.

In 6th grade we were allowed 1 page of notes for a history exam. I took my book home and got the finest pencil I could find and a magnifying glass. I transcribed the whole chapter word for word on 1 page of paper and brought the magnifying glass with the notes to class. I naturally Aced the exam, although, my teacher was a bit unhappy with my '1 page of notes' work around. The discovery was made while inquiring why I needed a magnifying glass to take the test and then seeing my notes. ... What I failed to mention is the 'magnifying glass' was a several hundred dollar camera lens I swiped from my dad's camera bag. I'm happy to say the lens survived the whole day without breaking, including after having a huffy teacher inspect it, but I was caught putting it back after the test when I was home. When asked what I was doing, I spilled the beans, showed my dad the notes I had taken and watched as an enormous grin covered my dad's face. Ingenuity at it's finest. In hindsight, I should have just studied the chapter. Transcribing history texts is AGONIZING.

Nanguo actually did have a skill. Lying. And you're right, he would make for an excellent politician with that skill.

In my school, there is an 8-story-tall building with elevators, but students are not allowed to use the elevator unless they're going to the 7th or the 8th floor. So when some students want to go to the 5th or 6th floor, they take the elevator to the 7th floor and then go downstairs.

The hand holding burial made me think of something. Decades ago, i went to my grandfather's funeral. While there, i saw a pair of graves for a husband and wife that had their hands holding each other. You could see the concrete block joining each other. It was really cool.

Let’s take a moment that he never clickbaits

When I was mowing one time, I thought up a song "The Grassanator" grass+terminator. I forgot the full lyrics but would humm the melody every time.

A few years ago, my father and brother went to the Northern Territory in Australia for some work in a remote town. My father drove his Ute (work truck) and brother drove the flat bed MR truck to the small town with various pieces of machinery. On the way they saw a station wagon full of indigenous people of various ages trying to flag them down. They pulled over to see what the problem was and found out they were out of petrol and wanted a tow to the next petrol station. As that was where my father and brother were working they said ok and tied the station wagon to the back of the Ute. It was a large truck stop with fast food out lets and a small convenience store, and when we arrived all the children and young adult indigenous people raced inside to buy food and drinks while the elders stayed and untied the wagon from my fathers Ute. They said their thanks and goodbyes and my father and brother continued to their destination to get settled for work over the coming weeks. After settling in they decided to go back to truck stop service station for some fast food and the indigenous people were still there trying to wave down another car to take them back to where my father had picked them up. My father went over to see if he could help get their car started. Turns out the car had no engine and every couple of days they would push their car to main road and wait for good Samaritans to tow them to truck stop so they could by food for next couple of days the wait for another good Samaritan to tow them back.

Once I snuck a bottle of whiskey accidentally into a club. When the bouncer searched my bag, he saw the small paper bag folded closed carefully at the bottom of my purse, nearly blushed and laughed, looking embarrassed as he waved me past. I'm pretty sure he thought it was tampons.