Teacher/professor suckiness

[Irving Patrick Freleigh]

Friedrich Dürrenmatt - Der Besuch der alten Dame?
It's a classic play, very popular in schools.

You know, that's probably it. Thanks.

[SuperRTL]

I went to a college prep Middle/High School and for the most part it was awesome! Completely fantastic teachers with a couple of exceptions.

8th grade English: The teacher had gotten married over Easter and her hubby got a fantastic job offer almost the next day. They brought in a sub to finish out the rest of the year. For 2 weeks, our job in class was to read To Kill a Mockingbird silently to ourselves. The second day of reading in class, she announced that the average page that the class was on was 43, disregarding the person who was on page 258. Well, excuse me for reading it at home! The next day, I brought in A Wrinkle in Time. She sent me to the principles office for goofing off in class. We had a nice talk about the book until the bell rang then he had a nice talk with her. Heh.

However . . .

At the end of the year, they offered her the position for the entire next year. Well, fine, I was moving on to 9th grade English with the greatest lit teacher of all time. Wait, what was that? The Art teacher who was the yearbook sponsor had gotten a better job offer and the new art teacher didn't want to be the yearbook sponsor? Who was going to be . . . NOOOOOOOOO!

As the editor in chief of the yearbook for the last 2 years, I knew our yearbook rep, all the financials to go with it and what we'd need. This teacher knew NOTHING! Not only that, she spent the entire class GOSSIPING with the Juniors (we didn't have seniors yet) about her dates with the single history teacher. Turns out, they'd dated in college and had a kid together.

I pretty much was running the place. I handed out assignment, made sure everything got in on time and we were projected to come in under budget. A week before Christmas break, she asks me to come talk to her after school because the principle wanted to know how things were going. I was working on some stuff in the art room and didn't hear the final bell ring. When I realized what time it was and got to her classroom, she was gone. Meh, such is life.

I got to the room the next day and she'd changed all the passwords on the computer. I asked her about it and she said I was fired. Fine, I didn't need this shit anyway. I'd get my stuff done and the rest of them could go to hell.

And then I got my report card. She FAILED me. I'd gotten A's in every other single class and an F in hers. I made an appointment with the principle and he made her change my grade. So I got a C. Fine. I transferred to band and never looked back. Turns out, they ended up getting really late with everything and went a couple thousand dollars over budget. And left out the Marching Band. Bite me, Bitch.

[MaggieTheCat]

I just thought of another little incident that happened when I was in H.S. I took an "Intermediate Writing" class which was actually a great class and I liked the teacher a lot. However, this always kind of annoyed me. I wrote a paper once for the class and used the words "naivete" and "shunted." She marked me down for using them because...well, I'm not entirely sure why. I think because they were unusual words that most of her students didn't use and she must have thought that I'd somehow cheated to be able to incorporate them into my paper. They were spelled correctly and used correctly in the sentences, she just said that it was "inappropriate vocabulary" or something.

[RestaurantDude]

The French Connection

I had a french teacher that was absolutely awful. Had her for two years (had to take two years of a foreign language) and i still can't speak a damed word of french.

She would only ever speak to us in french. Never in english. Always in french. Which is all well and good if you understand the bloody language. I, however, had a bit of a problem with it. So, when she would assign us homework (in french), not only would i have trouble figuring out what the homework was, i couldn't actually do the homework, as the instructions were also in french! And heaven forbid you asked for help! She'd just start shouting at you in french! The only time i actually enjoyed that class is when she showed the french vers. of Jurassic Park. I'd seen the film so many times in english i knew all the lines, so i just sat in the back and 'translated' for everyone. Boy, did that ever piss her off to no end!


So, Mrs. [censored]. If you see this, go [censored] yourself, you [censored] [censored]ing [censored]s [censored]!


Ah... Now i feel better.

[Not_a_Miracleworker]

This thread brought two of my Highschool teachers to mind for me:

#1) He was the assistant football coach, and was a sports fanatic. We, as a class, eventually figured out that if you mentioned anything about football ("How 'bout them Bears?") he would go off on tangent for the entirety of class and thus we would get no homework. Unfortunately, he caught on to this right before finals and we had a "silence" policy put into place so he could teach us what he was supposed to in the first place.

#2) Was SO ingrained in his ways of teaching, he used transparencies that were turning brown from age. He did nothing but lecture on these notes, which we were to copy word for word from the aged/barely readable transparencies - there was NO feedback, NO interaction, and absolutely NO questions or talking during class. Which took place in an unairconditioned room on the west side of the building, during AUGUST. Yes, we got yelled at if we fell asleep in class.

[stargirl195]

My French teacher had long service leave during Year Eleven, so we got a sub for 3-4 months. Most ghastly 3-4 months ever.

Firstly, she didn't do much teaching. She DID spend a great deal of time asking us what we did know, and then lamenting long and loudly over our supposed lack of knowledge. Then she decided that we should all just go back to the 'beginning' and relearn everything. This resulted in the majority of the class forgetting a great deal of knowledge and things that we had known previously still had to be taught, not reviewed in Year 12

Our sub was also atrocious when it came to name-remembering. I could have understood if it were only for a few days but she had us wearing name tags for the entire time and STILL couldn't remember anyone's name. A week into her stay my friend C and I got really bored and decided to switch name tags. Despite being corrected by other class members for a while, this teacher spent the entire time referring to me as C and C as Stargirl. I'd get C's tests while S would get yelled at for not responding to calls for 'Stargirl'. During the entire time the sub remained oblivious, even when I'd get up and mention something about being late for a cello lesson (C's chosen instrument) and everyone would start snickering ...

[elsporko]

I can't believe I didn't think of posting this story earlier.

Now, the incident happened after I graduated. I had the teacher, she wasn't very good and couldn't control a class well. We actually extended watching a movie for an entire week because when she asked where we stopped watching the day before we kept telling her the same spot. Generally she just seemed unaware.

She missed alot of class when I was in school due to illness. Sometime after I graduated she announced that she had cancer (ovarian I think) She missed more classes obviously, enough that she was out of sick days and other teachers donated their sick days to her. I don't know if an actual benefit was ever organized for her but I do know people gave her things that she would need, as well as support. The way I hear it months went by and people were naturally curious as to how her cancer was going, she was after all appeared to be doing well. The only health problem she seemed to be having (besides missing work) was that the chemo shaved her head. No, her hair didn't fall out, it was shaved.

Eventually enough people started asking enough questions and she admitted she didn't have cancer. It was all made up. The school suggested she resign and the last I heard of her she was living in a nearby town.

[Greenday]

My history teacher, first day of class, said he doesn't know why people find history boring. He said boring subjects such as science and math should be found boring instead. Straight to my shit list. Then he said who needs math anyway? Strike two. "What would you use algebra for anyway? And does anyone even know calculus?" Strike three. I couldn't keep my mouth shut. "I know calculus and need it." He just stared at me like I'm nuts then tried to backtrack and say he knows math in reality is really important.

Not sure who he is trying to fool.