What, A Douche Bag

Today is the first time I have really wanted to say eff you to school. My first day of my Trig class the professor made some kind of comment about students retaining more information if they learn something on their own. I brushed it off and went about my day.

Let me back up one second, I carefully planned my Fall semester in the Spring because I knew I was taking two math classes and a foreign language (plus History 2) so I wanted to make sure I had professors in the classes that I am majoring in (Math) that actually care. For my Trig class, I picked who is arguably the best Math professor on campus. And apparently I am right, because the week before classes started, she got a promotion (to Dean of curriculum, but I didn't think anything of it. Until classes started, that is. Apparently with her promotion came with a mix up for the students who were taking her class.

Anyways, back to where I am now. By the second day of classes, it was clear, this man does not teach. NYEBoy thought I was joking until I showed him how he does his lectures and even he got a little annoyed.

By the end of class Friday, two full classes of teaching later, I realized I needed to try to switch if possible. I went to the Dean's office, but the computers were down. I left a message for them to call me, but I just got a call, after 4 pm Tuesday. (Yes, there was a three day weekend, I get that.)

Well, the assistant to the Dean told me there was no way to change classes because we are a full week into classes and the only thing I can do is talk to the professor or drop if I don't want to take him.

Talk to him? Yeah, right. He answered a student who asked a genuine question of "How did you get that answer?" with "Um, I am not going to teach you that. You need to learn it on your own."

Mind you, at least half of the class is retaking it, but this shit is ALL new to me and I am so completely lost it's not even funny. I spent three or four hours yesterday studying and learned more on my own than a whole week's worth of class.

I have no choice though, I am stuck. I have to stay on schedule, but it really pisses me off that I am basically paying this douche bag to stand at a black board (or smartboard) to flip through slides and not teach for a whole semester.

Ugh.