Tuesday, September 16, 2008


Dear Mr. Professor Man,
This class is a lecture. You stand at your fucking podium for 1 solid hour and then fifteen more minutes and you tell me all about a bunch of shit I do not find fascinating. As if that were not enough, you use big words, which I feel you do purposely just to make sure only half of the class understands what is going on. You have even admitted that several students in your year end reviews have commented that your language is too elevated for the average person, but you just keep on doing it. Nevermind that I haven't been in school in over a decade, and my grasp of literary terms at this point is slim to nil. And then, to top it all off, you stutter, and speak so quickly it is next to impossible to take notes on what you are saying.

But I digress. The main point here is that you talk from 5:45-7:00 PM. You never come late, and you always quit at 7, and I appreciate that. But at the end of every class, you say, "next week, we'll finish this discussion." And it's that phrase that makes me want to "junk punch you in the man business," because wake up asshole, there is no discussion! Nobody speaks during the whole hour and fifteen minutes as you suck the life out of the air with your babbling. It takes two people to have a "discussion." Someone coughing out loud does not constitute a discussion. Maybe with your big vocabulary, you'll take some time to look up what that word actually means in Webster's Dictionary.

Until then...
the girl who is sick of your damned class and still has three months to go! (I do not know how I am going to make it...)

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