One poor 1st year, in tears and clutching a brick of printouts to his chest, sidles over to a older kid who is pouring over a dozen text books.

“It… it… won’t run!”, he sobs. holding out his last chance to stay at university and out of the army.

The older boy glances at the print out and points a line.
“Missing a comma at the end there.”

The 1st year looks down and then cries out with joy! “Wow! How did you do that? CompSci Student Teacher?”

“No. 2nd year commerce.” came the tired response, “But everyone else here has been whining about missing commas all night. Seemed a good guess.”

… My friend tells this bloody story every time I see him! He’s a chef now. On TV nonetheless, and he still can’t program worth a damn.