Not to mention you'd never taken any courses, or even audited any courses, or even registered for any courses, or even presented any evidence that you met the entrance requirements, at the school, or paid any fees of any kind whatsoever -- and the only reason the teacher even gave the exam was to find cool-looking papers to decorate the walls.
The teachers are all out in the halls, stapling exam papers up everywhere. And if you ask Mr. Smith where Mrs. Jones got the cool papers she's posting, all he can say is, "I dunno, but she does find a lot of cool papers, doesn't she? Now this batch I'm working with, it came from the art school across town. Someone should probably check out some of the other art schools across the state."
And if you ask where your exam is, all anyone can say is, "If you turned it in on Friday, it's probably in room 214."
And none of that matters. All that matters is, lots of cool stuff gets stapled to the walls.