When Two Kevins Skip Class: The Epic Backfire of Roommate Shenanigans
There’s a golden rule in college: never assume your equally lazy friend has your back in class. But for two legends of academic obliviousness—known only as NAZI Kevin and roommate Kevin—this wisdom came much too late. What starts as a tale of skipping classes and misplaced confidence quickly spirals into a masterclass in how not to survive college, all courtesy of a Rate My Professor villainess and a pair of spectacularly clueless students.
If you’ve ever wondered whether it’s possible to fail a class without ever trying, buckle up. This story from Reddit’s r/StoriesAboutKevin is proof that sometimes, karma is the only professor you need.
Let’s set the stage. Our narrator attended a Christian college, where fate (or perhaps a wicked sense of humor) paired them with a roommate known as Kevin. Roommate Kevin, in turn, was best buds with the infamous NAZI Kevin—a recurring disaster from the storyteller’s previous posts. United by poor decision-making, these two set out to conquer academia by doing as little as humanly possible.
The Dynamic Duo of Ditching Class
Instead of, you know, attending their literature class, the Kevins developed a bold plan: they’d alternate skipping, assuming the other would cover for them. Except, in true Kevin fashion, neither actually bothered to show up. Instead, they spent their “study time” hanging out together. It’s a strategy so bad, even Ferris Bueller would cringe.
But this wasn’t just any class—they’d enrolled with a professor sporting a Rate My Professor score so abysmal, it defied the laws of mathematics. Hundreds of reviews, a handful of suspiciously glowing endorsements, and still a solid 1-star average. Her reputation? Ruthless. She didn’t just grade on a curve; she curved scores down. Late work? Not accepted. Missed quizzes? Too bad, even if you had a doctor’s note and a flat tire. And attendance? That was 20% of the grade—because, as one student put it, “showing up is a must for college and no messing around.”
The Perfect Storm of Academic Negligence
Did our heroes heed these warnings? Of course not. They skipped every class that wasn’t mandatory—first day, exams, finals—managing to miss all the quizzes and busywork assignments (also massive chunks of the grade). Each Kevin thought the other would pick up the slack, but in reality, neither did a thing. It’s a miracle they even remembered to show up for the midterm.
Fast-forward to the end of the semester. Staring down the barrel of catastrophic grades, the Kevins panicked. Their solution? Try to reason with the Iron Lady herself. They showed up outside her office hours, without an appointment, and attempted to plead their case: they were busy, how could they have known class was important, and surely there must be some way to salvage their grades?
Predictably, this did not go well.
The Art of the Complaint (Gone Wrong)
When their heartfelt appeals were met with the academic equivalent of a brick wall, the Kevins escalated. They filed formal complaints against the professor, accusing her of racism and sexism. The college, recognizing a pair of serial slackers when it saw them, dismissed the claims and sent them packing.
The semester ended in shambles. Their GPAs took a nosedive so severe it forced them to retake an entire academic year. To add insult to injury, they even managed to get flagged for academic dishonesty—though, in a plot twist worthy of a sitcom, both somehow managed to graduate.
The Moral of the Story? Don’t Be a Kevin
What can we learn from the tale of NAZI Kevin and roommate Kevin? For one, college isn’t like a group project where the laziest person can coast on someone else’s effort—especially if both “group members” are equally lazy. For another, the universe has a way of catching up to you, especially if your grand plan involves skipping 80% of your coursework.
So, to all the aspiring students out there: attend your classes, do your work, and never trust a Kevin to cover for you. And if you’re ever tempted to take shortcuts, remember—sometimes, the only thing you’ll outsmart is yourself.
Have your own tales of academic misadventure? Drop them in the comments! Let’s swap stories of college chaos—just, please, don’t make us relive another Kevin.
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Original Reddit Post: NAZI Kevin and roommate kevin unite and it backfires