So what's up with my professor? Why the workload? This is America. We shouldn't have to work for what we want.
So, I visited the site to see if my hatred and utter disdain could be validated. (And I haven't seen her face yet, so maybe her 'hotness rating' would justify my suffering.)
So I moseyed on over to ratemyprofessor.com and typed in her last name. Score. She has a four page record.
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Record begins in 2006.
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Okay, so far - no problems. It appears I simply FAIL at life. Not one person is complaining! Not one! They love it! They collectively want this teacher as their new mom.
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But what's this?! As evidenced by image #4 (exhibit D, if you will), something happened in my teacher's life around Christmas of last year (See last image). It appears everyone prior to 12/07 had Dr. Jekyll, and I'm left with the unsavory Mrs. Hyde.
Her disdain for something is clearly manifesting itself through the assignment of busywork for no reason other than the the sick, schadenfruedenistic satisfaction she gets from it.
Her disdain for something is clearly manifesting itself through the assignment of busywork for no reason other than the the sick, schadenfruedenistic satisfaction she gets from it.
I'm living in a "post 12/07 world" and I need to know who broke my teacher's heart last Christmas because I'mma break a jaw!
