As part of my law school experience, my first two years were spent largely with the same group of people, all taking the same class. That's how it is commonly down with law school - they put everyone together into a cohort, though for full-time students this cohort only lasts the first year. In my cohort, I had an older gentleman who is a doctor (not the only one I've been in class with). He is generally very well prepared, well-spoken and contributed to the overall quality of class discussion. He is also an obnoxious blow hard.
This semester he is part of my evidence class (which I'm enjoying, great prof). One of our topics is relevance of past evidence. We were working on a hypothetical situation. I raised my hand and argued that the evidence had little relevance to the defense's argument, and explained my logic. So Dr. Blow-hard speaks next and he starts by saying I had gotten it "all wrong" and preceded to cut down what I said. Dude fuck you!
But the reason he disagreed with me was because he
had gotten all his facts wrong. After he got done, I raised my hand and asked the prof to clarify the "facts" for the hypothetical as he and I differed. She said that, yes, my facts were right. I was satisfied at that was going to let the matter drop (I knew the point I made was a good one based on the fact pattern). She then re-iterated the point I made was "insightful" and an excellent point based on the correct facts.
It probably doesn't seem like a big deal to anyone else. And really it was just a small blip as part of the discussion. By next week no one (including myself) will probably even remember. But after two years of this guy I really enjoyed have a small moment tell him, however indirectly, that HE was wrong. Small and petty of me? Probably. But I'm still rather pleased. :-)
EDIT: I scooped him again last night. Either the good doctor is losing his touch or I've gotten alittle sharper.