Speaking of guys from India - as we divert from ICE - I had a job being a user consultant for Fortran programming in the depths of time. So I would look at your program for grammar violations, arithmetic errors, infinite loops, that sort of thing, memory limitations. I recall Indian grad engineering students becoming incensed because their program would be in the right format and would run but it did not calculate the correct engineering something. Like I was supposed know what was correct for gas pressure in some tank.
The best was when I was running a remote terminal site (as part of the job), the brillant young ones would put their deck of cards in the card reader and wait for the print out. Well, some genius leans over the card reader eating an ice cream bar. The sheet of coating falls off on the last card of his deck and whips into the machine! Oy!
I call the central site and say, this is Glenn, some genius just ran a chocolate bar into the reader. They tell me to shut it down. Tech will come by in the morning. Angry mob forms saying they can't do their homework! There was another site across a large campus (days before remote individual terminals). As they yell at me - I point them to Chocolate boy and I think they chased him across campus