The college where I did my undergrad had the habit of printing your rank in your class along with your yearly grade report; the top student in each class got a small prize, usually a book. At the end of my third year, I was happy to read on my report that I ranked first out of thirty-something electrical engineers (it was a small college).
I left for the summer and returned for my senior year, but hadn't received my prize. When I asked around, it turned out that the second-place finisher had complained to all our profs about his exam grades, and managed to get enough extra marks to take first place -- my book became his.
I realize it's a small, petty thing to remember after all these years. But I think about it every time a student comes to my office wanting to "talk about" their mark on the final exam.