Fail teacher is made of fail
Today my Health teacher informed me and the two other people in my group, that students with our study habits drop out of college. When we called her over and asked her to explain the assignment again, instead of just explaining, she asked us,"Why didn't you just ask one of the groups next to you?" The group we asked didn't hear us ask, so we thought it better to ask the instructor. They're there to help you, right?
She went on to say that we were all psycho-socially unhealthy and never going to get anywhere in life because we couldn't communicate because we were "too shy to talk to strangers". When I came back with "Well, isn't it better to ask your instructor instead of getting an interpretation of the assignment from another student?" I was promptly informed that NO, THAT IS WRONG. Blah blah, long loud lecture in front of EVERYONE, in a now silent classroom. "I'm just helping you be better students!" SHUT UP. No you are not. You are being abusive and calling it help. Asshole.
I can't remember the last time I've been so angry. For a wild moment, I thought about getting up and leaving the class. I've never liked this teacher. I pretty much didn't like her from the get go, what with wearing shirts tight enough to see her boobs bounce when she walks, with netting that shows the whole bra. Not to mention the leggings she wears everyday that makes it camel-toe all day, everyday, and that are wedged into her ass crack. So NOTHING is left to the imagination. AND she's psycho.
Mom says that I should file a formal complaint and drop the class. I think I will.
She went on to say that we were all psycho-socially unhealthy and never going to get anywhere in life because we couldn't communicate because we were "too shy to talk to strangers". When I came back with "Well, isn't it better to ask your instructor instead of getting an interpretation of the assignment from another student?" I was promptly informed that NO, THAT IS WRONG. Blah blah, long loud lecture in front of EVERYONE, in a now silent classroom. "I'm just helping you be better students!" SHUT UP. No you are not. You are being abusive and calling it help. Asshole.
I can't remember the last time I've been so angry. For a wild moment, I thought about getting up and leaving the class. I've never liked this teacher. I pretty much didn't like her from the get go, what with wearing shirts tight enough to see her boobs bounce when she walks, with netting that shows the whole bra. Not to mention the leggings she wears everyday that makes it camel-toe all day, everyday, and that are wedged into her ass crack. So NOTHING is left to the imagination. AND she's psycho.
Mom says that I should file a formal complaint and drop the class. I think I will.