Way Number Seven to FAIL as a Professor

Alas, my friends. Tales of crappy professors didn't end with the muppet from last semester. I've got a new one this semester, and he really enjoys just basking in his muppet-like glory of assigning a butt load of work and then screwing off, unable to help you.

Now, for purposes of quasi-anonymity, I won't reveal the secret of which class this is. But I'll give you a hint: it has concepts that I don't understand. And I promise, it's not because I'm a douche. I had an easier time with Pure Math 30 than this garbage. And I suck at math. And the kicker is, the prof won't take any time to explain or elaborate on any mistakes. Rather, it's a case of "figure it out for yourself."

So...

Way number seven to FAIL as a professor:

7. It pisses me off that you don't give a crap. Seriously, dude. I want to actually learn this subject you supposedly love. Share the love. I want some. Don't brush me off. I'm not in this class to screw around; I'm here to learn. So, don't be such a dick-head. Please.

I think this is it. I'm creating a satellite blog all about douche-bag professors. Stay tuned.