trench coats?
okay.
i walked into Prof. Jokhi's Philo 120 class for the first time today(I skipped the first two weeks due to sleeping, work and forgetting where the class was. in that order) and immediately jumped into the symbolic logic part of the course. I was smart and called Jokhi up to see what reading I needed to knock out to catch up.
Chapter 7. It's roughly 30 pages of reading, with about 3 pages of information on it. The author wrote the book in a weird format. It's more like hes just talking in the book instead of instructing. Anyways, because of the way it's written, vital information is scattered among the authors personal opinions and examples. I skimmed over it at first, realized that I had learned absolutely nothing and proceeded to go back and read it work for word.
I understood it. While it's quite painful to read, I endured it for about an hour. An hour of reading isn't that bad.
Okay, back to story.
About halfway through lecture, some guy in his mid-twenties starts arguing with Jokhi about the phrasing of symbolic logic. I don't remember the specifics, because I immediately tuned out and started playing CHESS TITANS on my laptop, but I do remember that I stopped paying attention because it was clearly covered in the text. I understood it and this was the first time stepping into the auditorium!
So I start a game of chess titans with the intention of saving the game to hop back to taking notes. No. What mr. trenchcoat-loser guy did was confuse the hell out of EVERYONE, resulting in EVERYONE asking Jokhi why this and that is invalid in logic. God damn. All you have to do is read the fucking book! Trenchcoat guy got so passionate in his arguements, he started to cut Jokhi off and try to prove him wrong. repeat. TRY TO PROVE THE PROFESSOR WRONG.
I've had a couple of people do this in my other classes when I was back at WSU, but at least these kids were intelligent about it. Trenchcoat was downright belligerent and very upset that Jokhi made him look like an idiot in front of the class. Serves him right. Go back home and read the text, loser.
I ended up playing Chess for about half an hour. All the while groaning and muttering "oh my fucking god" while shaking my head. Yeah, I'm one of those kinds of students.
Anyhow, I met a couple new people in that class. One of them wore black velcro shoes, which I though was humorous because besides that he looked like he just walked off the cover of GQ.
To summarize: If you're going into a class that doesn't have homework, READ THE FUCKING BOOK. It's not like you have anything else to do.
i walked into Prof. Jokhi's Philo 120 class for the first time today(I skipped the first two weeks due to sleeping, work and forgetting where the class was. in that order) and immediately jumped into the symbolic logic part of the course. I was smart and called Jokhi up to see what reading I needed to knock out to catch up.
Chapter 7. It's roughly 30 pages of reading, with about 3 pages of information on it. The author wrote the book in a weird format. It's more like hes just talking in the book instead of instructing. Anyways, because of the way it's written, vital information is scattered among the authors personal opinions and examples. I skimmed over it at first, realized that I had learned absolutely nothing and proceeded to go back and read it work for word.
I understood it. While it's quite painful to read, I endured it for about an hour. An hour of reading isn't that bad.
Okay, back to story.
About halfway through lecture, some guy in his mid-twenties starts arguing with Jokhi about the phrasing of symbolic logic. I don't remember the specifics, because I immediately tuned out and started playing CHESS TITANS on my laptop, but I do remember that I stopped paying attention because it was clearly covered in the text. I understood it and this was the first time stepping into the auditorium!
So I start a game of chess titans with the intention of saving the game to hop back to taking notes. No. What mr. trenchcoat-loser guy did was confuse the hell out of EVERYONE, resulting in EVERYONE asking Jokhi why this and that is invalid in logic. God damn. All you have to do is read the fucking book! Trenchcoat guy got so passionate in his arguements, he started to cut Jokhi off and try to prove him wrong. repeat. TRY TO PROVE THE PROFESSOR WRONG.
I've had a couple of people do this in my other classes when I was back at WSU, but at least these kids were intelligent about it. Trenchcoat was downright belligerent and very upset that Jokhi made him look like an idiot in front of the class. Serves him right. Go back home and read the text, loser.
I ended up playing Chess for about half an hour. All the while groaning and muttering "oh my fucking god" while shaking my head. Yeah, I'm one of those kinds of students.
Anyhow, I met a couple new people in that class. One of them wore black velcro shoes, which I though was humorous because besides that he looked like he just walked off the cover of GQ.
To summarize: If you're going into a class that doesn't have homework, READ THE FUCKING BOOK. It's not like you have anything else to do.