During my second year of med school, there was a blizzard.
It happened on a Monday, right when we were getting ready to take our endocrine final on Tuesday. The snow was bad enough that the day before the exam, the professor emailed us that the exam would have to be rescheduled.
After the snow had died down, we got another email on Tuesday morning, saying that the exam would be rescheduled for Wednesday because the weather had cleared up. Also fair enough.
Except for some reason, certain members of our class went ballistic. They said that when they heard the exam was being postponed, they stopped studying, not realizing that the exam would be the next day. One guy complained that he'd spent Monday playing in the snow with his kids instead of studying, so it was unfair for the exam to be so soon.
Of course, he still had that whole night to study. And it was freaking endocrine, probably one of the easiest systems.
So these people asked for the test to be postponed until the weekend, giving them several extra study days.
I thought this was completely ridiculous. I'd been ready to take this test for two days and I didn't want to spend my weekend taking an exam. WTF?
After much arguing, the professor finally agreed to give two exams: one on Wednesday and one on the weekend.
And this is why my class had a reputation as the crazy gunner class.