Here's the reason: Krystian, one of my favorite people in the whole world was voted to be second-team all-American... basically, this means that he basically rocks the house and if you challenge him to a volleyball match, it doesn't matter who you put him on a team with because he will kick some ass all by his lonesome. But anyway, I designed a nice little picture collage and gave him a shoutout in the post above, and I linked to it in my away message, so if people click the link I want that to be the first thing that people see. Standard post order will be re-established tomorrow.
WE LOVE YOU KK, CONGRATS! YOU ARE SO AWESOME!
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Ok, so another rant.
It's no secret I don't like my anthropology professor. In fact, that's putting it nicely. If you want honesty (which is a benchmark of this site) she is a totally moronic chick who likely got the job because Loyola couldn't afford someone with experience and a brain.
Yes she is preggers this semester, but you know what? THAT'S NOT AN EXCUSE. Britney Spears is preggers too, but you don't see me feeling sorry for her trailer-trash-ass and letting her bullshit slide, so I'm not letting my professor's bullshit go either.
First off, this woman assigns reading on a daily basis. That is acceptable and to be expected in a college course. However, instead of actually lecturing on the daily readings, what does she do? She puts us in groups to discuss the reading... Now, I'm sorry, but my tuition is not paying for my fellow student's (often dull) opinion on the reading. No, I think my tuition is supposed to be paying a PROFESSOR'S salary, so that they can lecture, offering additional insight into the text and telling the students what exactly is important about the readings, and what it is that we should glean from the readings.
I'm not even going to get into the fact that she makes even the easiest tasks (like getting into groups to discuss the text) FAR more complicated than they need to be.
Now, on the rare occasion that she does decide to lecture, what is covered? Certainly nothing new. Instead, we get a regurgitation of the reading assigned for the day. No new insight. No powerpoint explaining the main points. NADA. Bitch, I can read a book... so why exactly are you up there repeating the shit I just read?
If she's not talking about the reading, she's talking about her husband... Bitch, for as much as we've heard about your husband, he better be covered on the final.
Let's also mention that it takes this bitch forever and three days to grade anything... and once it's graded, you can pretty much bet that you're not ever going to actually SEE your paper. I have done two rather lenghthy papers for this hose-beast and I've yet to see either of them... despite going up to her office and waiting for her to look for them. (They are mysteriously missing, yet I know I got an A on them... MMKAY.)
And then she goes and decides that with two weeks left in the semester that we should have a group project... now please note that we had two weeks when the project was suddenly assigned, this does not mean we had two weeks to put something together, as one week was allocated for the presentation of the projects. So in the two busiest weeks of the semester we suddenly have YET ANOTHER project to do? GREAT! I love projects... oh wait, not so much.
What is worse is that the projects are all insanely repetitive. So basically it's nine groups saying "Third world countries have sweatshops. The sweatshops are bad for the workers. The workers are uneducated poor people who get paid a nickel a week, and nobody gets bathroom breaks. Companies outsource the work to these sweatshops because they are cheap labor"
You know what? I just summarized ALL NINE twenty minute presentations and the last two weeks worth of lecture in four sentences. FOUR SENTENCES.
I'm a little bitter. I've been rather salty about this since the project was assigned.
(Apparently KK has similar problems with one of his professors... FIGHT THE POWER KK!)
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