My friend Charlie rightly blames me for his failing French in first year university. I was a bad influence. Very bad.
“Come on! You don’t want to go to your French lab! Let’s hit the arcade and play Pac-Man.” We actually did have Pac-Man fever. And there was no vaccine or cure.
That’s how Charlie ended up with 27% on his exam. This brings back all kinds of memories. (Thanks to Wesley for the link.)