Student Takes Epic Pro Revenge On Lazy Classmate

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    Text - Text - r/ProRevenge + JOIN u/MurderousSolutions • 1d I was doomed to fail, so classmate with me I took my TL;DR on the backstory - Stuck in a project group, one of the members is a lazy asshole who's already failed the year once, other two were good eggs; lazy asshole makes getting a remotely respectable grade extraordinarily difficult. We are forced to stick together. Skip to "The Revenge Begins" for the actual revenge.
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    Text - My university career is a marred one; tainted with a lot of personal issues between two courses, but this story is not about any personal issue. It is, however, about how my first course came to a close.
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    Text - I spent my entire time at university in a highly ranked university in England; my first course being Mechanical Engineering. First year was a doozy with one of my modules, Computing (Programming in Python essentially); finishing at 98%, with a First in the module being at 70%. I only lost the 2% because of one unclear comment in a bit of code, and this was public knowledge among my year group. This put me quite comfortably at top the of the class for the module, and would put me in everyo
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    Text - Then roll around second year. Right at the beginning of the year, we were informed that there will be a group project throughout the year; and we had a choice between a number of projects, all but two of them geared more towards the other Engineering disciplines; one of which was building a Robot to compete, which was the popular option. Competing is cool! Robots are cool! What could possibly go wrong? Oh boy.
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    Text - We were bunched into groups of 4, or 5 where there weren't enough people to make another group of 4. I was put into one of the fours, and upon the first meeting; I already had my suspicions that things were going to go south. To introduce you to the people involved in this disaster: Me - Heh. Girl Power - The two female members. They were good eggs. Rugby Guy - The star of today's show. Played Rugby for the university. The Professor - The guy in charge of the project, supervision and advi
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    Text - The first meeting was to introduce ourselves, get to know any specialisms that anyone might have, and ideas to tackle the tasks that we were given regarding robot design and implementation of our ideas. Girl Power were quick to inform us that they had little practical experience in creating a robot, and their programming scores weren't so hot; but they'd be more than happy to chip in the design process and do a larger chunk of the paperwork.
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    Text - I was initially skeptical, but took everything they said on board. Then Rugby Guy chimed in, saying he's done this project before. All heads immediately snapped in his direction. He explained that he failed the year last year, thus was repeating this year. This is important information. Sol asked him if he knew how to program, do electronics and design and he said a very short "Yeah." He was mostly silent during the rest of the discussion, even when me and Girl Power tried to include him
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    Text - I, of course, did my chunk of design of components. Girl Power's combined efforts also pushed forward their CAD design flawlessly. I was over the moon with just how slick their teamwork was. You couldn't name a more iconic duo. My mood came crashing down to earth, however; with the complete lack of anything from Rugby. Without his contribution, we couldn't get any further. We plead our case to the Professor, but he didn't budge on this ruling. I did, however; take the time to do Rugby Guy
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    Text - Come the presentation, we had absolutely no robot, not even a block of wood; to present. The Professor lambasted us ruthlessly. It was clear he was disappointed and quite angry by the sheer lack of productivity our team presented. Girl Power came prepared for this, however; and had printed evidence of the work they did. I had printed evidence too, compiled of the work they did under their names, the official work I did under mine, and Rugby Guy's responsibilities which I also did. The Pro
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    Text - Girl Power were immediately against the idea, citing they would be sticking together if they were to split, and "they weren't going to split unless they could take me with them." This is the only time I have been popular with women, clearly. The Professor asked me, and I just said the evidence says everything that needed to be said. He rejected the evidence, claiming that anyone could put their name on something; which is technically true.
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    Text - We left the initial presentation with a failing grade, with a 2.1 (upper second) final mark only being possible with absolutely flawless final result. With the group project having such a large bearing on the final grade of the course, a poor grade there would spell trouble for the remainder of the course. The Professor encouraged us to stick as a team to get the final product done as well as we can; as well as the necessary paperwork discussing our allocation of responsibilities, CAD and
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    Text - The Revenge Begins - TL;DR: Documented every little occurrence throughout months of group project. Compile massive document full of screenshots and zip file of sound recordings and selfies. Use university policy to terminate teammate's enrolment.
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    Text - After pleading again with the Professor, he allows us to go forwards with the implementation of the project regardless of Rugby Guy's lack of contribution. I inform the Professor that I shall be thoroughly documenting all meetings, all correspondence via facebook, text and other messaging systems; and who's been submitting work. Then, an idea struck me. I had friends in Computer Science / Software Engineering; and they'd often talk about stuff they were doing. That's when I found out that
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    Text - For those who don't know what Git is, is a source versioning software, so people could push their own contributions to the development of a project (pushing commits). In short, you could bundle up files you've created/edited, add a comment to the bundle, usually to summarise what you've done and other notes, and push it through for someone to authorise. This allows collaboration on a project from many people. This is just a very basic summary of Git, but it'll suffice.
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    Text - I enquire more, and find out that although it's mainly used by the faculty that my friends were in; the entire university could create projects in this software using their university email. I bring this up with The Professor, asking if it's okay to use this software during the development of the robot and it's paperwork. He says "That's the first time anyone's suggested it to me, but if it helps you keep on top of things, go ahead! I'm interested in how this turns out."
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    Text - I contact the group on facebook that I have devised a way to keep all our work managed without having to constantly exchanged files via facebook or email; and that I requested they all contact me privately so I could "show them the way." Girl Power both individually messaged me; and I introduced them to the wonderful world of Git. Rugby Guy read the message in group chat, but never got in touch with me. Tinsisted that every little thing we've done, every time we've created or made a chang
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    Text - The team were also to have meetings. Every meeting was arranged via facebook group, and an email sent to each team member via university email with the time, location and purpose of the meeting. After some convincing during each facebook discussion to arrange meeting, each meeting ended up being held in a different room to previous meetings. At the beginning of each meeting, I insisted on taking a group picture on my phone; which I insisted on pulling silly faces for. I also placed a dict
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    Text - At the end of the day of each meeting, I would send everyone in the team an email with the meeting minutes, an attachment of the group picture and the audio recording. After a few meetings, Girl Power pulled me to the side and asked me what all the picture taking was about, and why I insisted on a change on a different room every time. I answered "I like the change of locale, and memories are always nice." They have an unsure "Okay...", a quizzical expression and just left it at that.
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    Text - Then came the actual creation of the robot. As Girl Power were in charge of most of the Documentation, the onus lay on me and Rugby Guy to do the development side; with me supposed to handle mostly the software side. Upon each arrival to the workshop, I would take a selfie of myself outside the workshop, and also a selfie with random people in the workshop each time. I would ask for their university email to send the selfie to them as "quirky memories". I also took pictures of the robot b
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    Text - So we fell worryingly behind, Girl Power did their best with their limited practical ability to help; but sadly the vast majority of electronics and getting labour work done fell to me. As a result, I ended up having to skip out on numerous lectures and seminars to get the implementation work done. The situation was so dire that I knew that there was no way I was going to catch up on all the learning missed. I knew I was doomed, soI rejected all of the Girl's help so they could at least s
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    Text - By the final presentation and competition, my team had somehow managed to win our university's little robot tournament by a very slim margin. Rugby guy (who actually turned up to the competition and presentation) breathed a sigh of relief, got hugs from Girl Power; and The Professor took us to the side to offer his congratulations and he honestly didn't think we'd make it. We all smiled and laughed. Including the Rugby Guy, who had no idea the shitstorm that was about to hit him.
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    Text - After all was said and done, person in the class was given a form to evaluate their teammates anonymously, rating the contribution of each named teammate from 0 to 4 for participation, quantity of contribution, quality of contribution and general teamwork, with O being absolutely nothing, nil, zero. At the bottom was a box for comments. I, of course, gave the Girls solid 4's across the board, as they were an absolute godsend and I love them for it. They took me aside and revealed to me th
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    Text - Then I got hope, booted up my laptop and opened up word. I also opened up the webpage for our git repository, our facebook group messaging, and my university email. Remember the group used source versioning software to keep on top of the project? Each commit had the name of the committee and their email address. Screenshot every single commit and it's message. Then, the facebook messages, with all group discussions and also Girl Power messaging me privately to learn about "the way". Scree
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    Text - "So you understand that the scores you give to Rugby Guy will reward him next to no marks, so he will fail the module outright and cannot pass the year?" We all nod. "Did you know that Rugby Guy is repeating the year?" We all nod. "Do you know the university's policy regarding retaking the year?" I state that l'm not sure what policy he is referring to. He states that essentially, barring extraordinary circumstances like personal issues or major illness, you cannot repeat the same year a
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    Text - He then pulls out my form in particular. "It says in your comments "See evidence"; but you forgot to give any evidence. Before I ask why, exactly, you're giving him such poor scores; do you have your evidence with you, MurderousSolutions?" At this point, I was smiling so hard my cheeks were hurting; and the poor man trying to help his failing student had a look of consternation on his face. I slid the backpack off my shoulders, opened it up wide and pulled out hundreds of pages all bound
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    Text - I place the document next to the textbook on his desk. The document is thicker than the textbook. I explain the nature of each set of pictures included in the document, with The Professor dead silent throughout the entire explanation. This included the group selfies, so the penny suddenly dropped for the Girls and an audible "Ohhhhhh..." coming from one of them. Once I finished explaining, there was just silence in the room for two minutes as everyone just stared at the pile of paper on t
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    Text - I just passed a number of my other modules, but failed one too badly to continue to the next year. Girl Power did great though, and were super happy that our group grade was miraculously bumped up to a 2.1. I dropped Mechanical Engineering and transferred to Computer Science at the end of that year.

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