Your Worst Professors
 

Here we can talk about those professors of ours that seemed to have come from Hell and ended up teaching at our university.

Here's my story of my awful professor.

Last spring, I took this sociology class with a new professor. This man walked around with his attitude about 10 feet in front of him. I will never forget when he told the class that we had an essay exam that Friday. Everyone came in ready to take the test. He told us that we had to write about three pages worth on the exam. Well, we arrive and he says, "I don't feel like sitting here for an hour. This is a take home test. It's due Monday. But, since it's take home, it needs to be 12 pages with cites." That was the weekend of my formal! I had no time to write this paper.
He would lecture on-and-on for a good 45 minutes and then ask for any questions or comments. You'd make a comment, he'd listen to everything you had to say, and then insult you for five minutes straight and make you feel like a piece of dirt that's at the bottom of his shoes.
I didn't do so well in that class and, unfortunately, he is the only professor that teaches it so I am pretty much stuck with the grade. Me, an A/B student, had a D in there. I thought it was just me until I talked to a few other students that took a class with them to find out that maybe 2 out of 50 students received above a C. And they still let him teach!!!!
The emotional scarring may fade away but the D on my transcript won't.

Did you report him to his department head? That can be really effective, especially with grades.

When I became a professor, I'd just finished 8 years of college and I swore I'd never be one of those hated professors who try to hurt students. As God is my witness, I will never purposely create a test just to "get" them and I'll never tear them down in class. The way I see it, I'm there to teach them to speak Spanish and we're a team. I test them on what we've covered, no surprises, and nobody has ever said I was either easy or hard--just fair.

That should be the aim of all professors!

Carnation, where were you when I was in school!!!!!:(

My "fave" was the econ prof who talked like Elmer Fudd. I will never forget hearing him talk about "equiwibbwium."

I could go on for *days* ...

I took a philosophy course once, figuring that as long as I could write a good argumentative paper (and I can) defending either side of an issue, I'd be ok. WRONG. One of the issues we discussed was abortion. We had papers due every week, and we discussed this issue for a month. It was interesting how my grades went up by a full letter grade when I argued one side of the issue vs. the other.

Then there was the prof who got hold of our student evaluations before the end of the semester, against all school policies. I'd given him a negative evaluation, because this guy couldn't teach his way out of a paper bag open at both ends. So he told me that I'd better drop his class or I *would* fail. And he tore up my evaluation form - I know this because he got a glowing write-up in the next student evaluation summary, that stated he was "unanimously popular". :mad: If I hadn't been applying for grad school there at the time, I would have gone to the department head. I just hope he didn't get tenure.

Throughout my college experience I've only encountered a few really bad professors. Most of mine have been excellent and very flexable (one even let me take the final even though I missed it because I thought it was on a Thursday instead of Tuesday).
On the other hand, the ones that I would categorize as TERRIBLE are rightfully so!
I had this history professor my frosh year for World Civ 2. He was great at lecturing and made everything into a story of sorts. Well our tests would be all short answer and essay!!!! So when it came time you had five possible essay questions given to you so you could prepare and then a list of vocab words you should be able to write a paragraph on.
His essays weren't THAT hard to write about, but I soon realized after the first test that the JERK was going to be so frickin' picky that he had his own preconceived notions on what SHOULD and SHOULD NOT be included in the essay. You could basically have a notion of what happened at the Battle of Waterloo and he's still dock you if you didn't put something stupid in like what the army was wearing (something trivial):rolleyes:.
Needless to say I got a D in his class, retook it that summer with a different professor and got a B+! GO FIGURE!

I once had a Music History professor who did nothing but talk about Wagner. Now that wouldn't have been so bad, except that he talked about him in Medieval and Renaissance Music History...the history of music that was written hundreds of years before Wagner was even born! This continued for four semesters, through Baroque, Classical, and Romantic Music History (thank the good Lord I got a different professor for Twentieth-Century).

On top of that, he liked to give us about eight ninety-minute tapes worth of music, including entire symphonies, for listening, and then he would play "Name that Tune" on our tests.

It was truly awful. Too bad. He was really a very nice and incredibly knowledgeable man, he just couldn't teach worth anything.

I have not had any yet, thank goodness!

The engineering department at my school is notorious for bastard professors.

My frosh year in Physics II, we had this guy that gave us a pretty damn difficult exam. The class average was around a 70, and I actually got an 86, so I'm feeling damn good about the course, right? Well, he proceeds to tell us that he was too easy on us, so he puts 100% trick questions on the next exam. Every question had something that we'd been doing, but changed a few words that completely changed the problem, so of course we all did bad..the class average was now where he preferred it, at a 30...I got a 24! So now in 2 exams, my grand total is 100 pts, and we're all just bewildered that he did this to us, at which point he reemphasizes to us that there is no curve! He ended up doing the extra credit route, but regardless, his next tests were along the same line as the 2nd, but fortunately we anticipated it, so we did much better, but I ended up with a B, which was solid in a course like that, but damn after that first exam, I thought the course was in the bag.

A second professor for Linear Algebra last year was miserable as well. Not a single person learned one thing from him, and the only reason anyone passed is because he realized he wasn't cut out to teach this particular course, and aided us greatly. We had 12 quizes. On the 1st one, everyone but one person got a zero. On the next three, out of 20 points, the class averages were around 3 or 4. He proceeds to tell us, "Sorry, I really am the worst teacher, hopefully, that you'll ever have." Can you believe that? He said that in class! It was funny, but lord....so true.

This semester I had the worst professor EVER. Literally, this man was the devil. I would walk out of class every day breaking out in hives because he made me so mad. Anyways..

The class is Behavior Principles, a psych class. Now, I'm a psych major, straight A's, love psychology, very interested in it, etc. I am also a junior in college, and have come to expect a certain degree of professionalism from my professors. I dress respectfully for class, pay attention, and do my work. Dr. Silberberg would come to class (1) Unshowered, reeking of b.o., (2) in dirty clothes, and (3) he would take off his shoes and socks and walk around barefoot, or sit on top of the desks. It was obvious that he was extremely knowledgeable about the subject matter, but he openly said how much he hated teaching. One time we were going over some data on reproductive habits of some obscure African tribe, and it showed that the males in the tribe thought that 14-year-old girls were the prime for mating. Silberberg made several comments along the lines of "More power to them" and "That's the idea." OR IT COULD BE PEDOPHILIA, you FREAK....
He also has had dysentary this semester,a nd chooses to inform the class of his diarrhea on a DAILY BASIS...

So I went to class last week for the sole purpose of filling out the evaluation, intending the tear this man to the ground. Everyone hates him, so we were all pumped to finally get to say it. Our evaluations are two- part: one is a bubble-sheet, filling out yes/no questions about the course. The other is a free response where you can talk about strong and weak points of the professor and the class. The professor gets those in hopes that they will give him ideas about how to better structure the course. So we're filling them out, and Silberberg doesn't leave the room (BIG no-no). THEN, he says, "You can just turn them in now. They don't matter whatsoever. I have tenure, so nothing you can say will affect me. In fact, I'm getting a 2.2% raise this semester, and your evaluations won't change that. I haven't read the handwritten sheets in 20 years, and I don't intend to start now."

ARRRRGGGGHHHHH!!! I get angry just thinking about it.

The worst experience that I ever had was with a political science prof. He made N--- jokes in class. I was attendeding a very large southern (ultra conservative) university. Anyway there were about 250 students in the class and I was one of 3 African American students.
Needless to say we complained to the dean. The dean told us that it would not happen again.

The next week in class the Prof confronted us in front of the class and stated that-- This was his class and if we didn't like what he said-- then drop the class and that the he and the dean had been friends and classmates at the this same university.

I stayed in the class because I needed it to graduate. I got an A--

Perfect topic!
My Spanish professor. I was the only student who sat in the front row and it was a huge mistake. He constantly picked on me and it the strange way of degrading me for
A. Dressing like a slob (I wore sweats to class some days but other days I wore skirts and tights
B. My hair being sloppy (uh, it was up in a banana clip)

I knew the language enough to get an A in the class but I will never forgive myself for not reporting the d_ckwad [thats French for you know what!] to anyone because now that I think about it - those remarks were totally inappropriate and I was the only one he degraded like that. Oh I hated him!

I haven't had any truly awful professors ... but I have had a truly crazy one.

My Spanish professor, last day of class tells us all to hold hands and get in a circle (class of 30) who taught us this song, so she made us sing the song holding hands, THEN told us to skip around in the circle (mind you she was in the circle too, putting full effort into). THEN she told tried to get us to run into the hall singing, holding hands, skipping in front of other classrooms.

She was really crazy but it was a very fun class!

Well, even though I've only had four profs so far, I know that one is absolutely horrible.

She taught my Honors Seminar course, and the course title was "there is no place like Nebraska" and we read books from Nebraska authors. Sounds somewhat interesting right? I thought it did too being from out of state. Semester starts and the break down of the grading scale is that 50% of the grade was class participation. I'm thinking "EASY A" b/c all my AP english classes were very heavily discussion based so this should be a piece of cake.

However, no one in that class talked!!! And the professor asked the most inane questions that didn't cause any discussion at all. We didn't have to do responses to all the books that were assigned so of course I didn't read them, and yet when we "discussed" those books I contributed more to the discussion than probably 2/3 of the class combined!!!

The class was such a waste of time, and I seriously thought that when I had read the books, my insights were so far above most of the class, especially those who had come from rural school districts (whose towns were smaller than my HS). I guess the 2 years of AP English really did make me a better writer and literary analyst!!!

Yet despite this, I bet that I don't get an A in course simply b/c I missed 5 days, 2 b/c I was sick and the other 3 b/c I was "sick" (read: hungover). My pledge brother (he hated it even more than I did) and I thankfully got to rip into her on evaluation.

:mad: ARRGH, just writing that made me mad!!!:mad:

I think a lot of profs just plain $%#%. They are smart to the point fo being brilliant but what good is that if they can't teach.

The problem I have with most profs is that they expext every student to be as smart as they are, and they expect you to be that smart in every single subject.




They have a lot of nerve expecting me to read 100 pages a night. Thats cuts into my drinking time. I wont take it.

Only two bad profs for me...
 

First Dr. Almarez. Bastard. Tenured, and knew it, so one, he never came to class, always had his TA do it. When he was there (lecture history class; 400+ people) he'd insult the students and call us out if he saw us looking at our watch or drinking a soda. So high school. One time he stops his lecture and calls out a student and the conversation went like this:

"Boy, turn your ball cap around."
"what?"
"I said turn your ball cap around."
"Why?"
"because I dont like it that way"
"Why do you care?"
"Because I have to look at you."
"Not anymore"

kid gets up walks outta class and drops.

Silently, we all cheered for him.

Secondly, I had a prof who tested us on stuff that wasnt on the syllabus. When I challenged her on it in her office, she pulled up her sylabis on her computer and typed. "I reserve the right to test you on anything, and the syllabus is ONLY a guide." Turns back around to me and grins. I shouldda taken her ass to the provost, but I was a dumb ass freshman back then. Didnt know profs had to be accountable (usually).

a prof on my campus started a fight with a student a couple of years ago.. It happend right in a class full of studnets.

this regards one of my favorite teachers in high school.

the year after i graduated, my spanish (but is american straight-up) went on a weekend trip to mexico and never came back, got married, had her shit shipped to her, and well...didn't quite get back for mondays lesson.

Where to begin, where to begin?

We had one, that was actually a Dept. Head that used to brag that she used to work on the set of a popular 80's show. #1. The show got cancelled ~ that should tell you something. #2. She didn't go on to another show. As the saying goes, "Those who can, do. Those who can't, teach". Anyway, she was horrible. Her excuse for giving a "B" was "I never give "A's". Pitiful.

Then I had another one, in the same dept. I was sick during my junior year and missed the last part of it. Anyway, when I came back, she gave me my assignments to complete. Now I'm thinking "Hmmm, she sure didn't assign much work during that month, but fine. Whatever". I completed the work, turned it in by the deadline, and she gave me an "F", stating, I didn't complete all of the work. WHen I approached her and the Dept. Head and informed them that I completed the work that was given to me, I was informed "You should have known that couldn't have been all of the work that she had for you and should have taken the initiative to let her know". I took the initiative to take them both to the Vice President of Academic Affairs, who made them give me this supposed work and a new completion date. Needless to say, neither one of them are there any longer.

Oh, where to start. LSU is "free" for those of us on TOPS and needless to say, I've gotten what I've paid for - NOTHING.

My Visual Basic teacher this semester was nice half the time and rude the other half, depending upon her mood. She stressed "professionalism" but never acted upon it herself. She assigned us a MASSIVE project 2 weeks before the end of the semester. The project was due Dec 3, and I didn't get the grade on it until Wednesday. We all busted our asses to get it done with no time and no help (she didn't know what she was teaching) and she couldn't be bothered to get it graded in time for us to know our grade going into the final (a direct violation of the faculty code of conduct).

Then there was my finance teacher that I mentioned in a previous thread. What an asshole.

At least I made As in both of those classes. :p

I just thought of a real winner of a philosophy professor I had. He was majorly against the Vietnam War and one day we were sitting in class and armed men in fatigues ran into the classroom screaming, "Get down! Hands over your heads!" Everyone was on the floor and people were screaming and suddenly the men just walked out of the room and the professor intoned, "This is what life is like in Vietnam every day." :mad:

I don't have a "professor" story to share so I will just tell you about an "a$$hole administrator" story instead!

My last semester of college, my roommate was a smoker and she decided to disable the smoke detector in our room. Not the smartest move but I didn't mind that she did it. Well, we forgot to put it together again before we moved out so we were charged $54.75 for the University to have their highly trained staff of smoke detector installers take care of it.

I wrote a check for $27.37 and turned it into the Office of Residence Life thinking that was that, but oh how wrong I was! I moved to New York to start my new job thinking everything was squared with my school account. A few weeks after graduation, my mom started getting phone calls from Pitt for me demanding their one cent that they said I owed them. After the THIRD phone call, I started to get angry and called them and got into it with some lady who worked in the office there who told me my diploma would be withheld if I didn't pay this one cent. I was so mad that I told them what they could do with my diploma but that didn't stop the phone calls and then the letters threatening to block release of my transcript until I paid the one cent! Finally, I got a registered letter from the school telling me that I was about to be reported to a collection agency if I didn't pay up!!!! At that point, I was so upset but I didn't want to risk my credit rating so I wrote out a check for one cent and FedEx'd it to my dear old alma mater.

And THAT, boys and girls, is the last cent the University of Pittsburgh will EVER receive from me. When I make a donation, it goes straight to Delta Zeta.

The absolute worst!!!
 

Ok, this past semester, I had the professor from hell for my English Technical communication class (kind of like the BS you did in elem. school of how to make a PB&J sandwhich, but on a much larger scale) She was like a hyperactive child. The upper-level classes only have like 8-12 people and she would come in and demand that everyone look DIRECTLY at her. If your eyes wondered, she would throw a horrible fit. If you missed 1 day she would take it off your final grade. (Never mind the fact that our university allows you 4 days off from each class per semester. UGH!!!! She had some type of mental problem because she would get so excited in class over our assignment that she would jump up and down waving her arms. We all just sat there looking at her like she was from Mars!

Dr. Bagwell, grrr chemostry professor. He SUCKED!!!!!!!!!!! So badly like he didn't teach at all, how can u not teach a chemistry class!!!!!!! He would repeat one thing like 500 times(no not literally) so that we wouldn;t get to any other topic in class
so we were always behind, and then for our final he said it wasn't cummalitive, and then the day of the exam is said oh "by the way kids, I changed my mind and it is now cummalitive" so no one was prepared!!!! GRRRR! What an A$$
DGPhoney~

CTFU. CTFU. CTFU.
Did he wook wike Elmer Fudd, too?
:D

Ahh, this discussion reminds me of this dimwit I had for Accounting this past semester. The man could have been forty or eighty, I couldn't tell, but he looked like that cartoon dog called Droopy, you know what I'm talking about? Well, old Droopy had a sort of half Southern/half lisp way of speaking, and my dog has better penmanship than he did. At the beginning of the semester, he decided that he didn't want to give us quizzes and homework (which would help boost our grades a little) because it was too much trouble, so our final grade was determined by our test scores. Which might have been OK if 1) the other sections weren't given homework and quizzes, and if 2) he knew how to teach the material so that we didn't flunk the tests. He didn't, and I flunked the first two tests. I managed to study like all hell and end up with a C in the class, but it was a constant struggle. He was also extremely rude and liked to single students out when everyone came in to take our common-hour exams. I guess he thought he was just too funny, but I wanted to bop him on the head.

Ah, the constant joy of Pitt. If it makes you feel any better, it cost them a LOT more to process the check than the check is worth, so you sort of came out on top.

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I had one professor, who I just couldn't be bothered to wake up at 9 to hear him and his bad English showing slides of Roman ruins, so I dropped the course. I transferred into a class I liked much more.

Other than that, I've had really good college professors. I've had the WORST HS teachers, though. I had one who (fundamentalist Christian who just happened to have a son in rehab) told me that I would be corrupted if I went to Brown, that I'd join a cult and dye my hair. :rolleyes: She brought EVERY discussion we had, from Aristotle to Shakespeare, back to religion and how her church was the best. Another one REFUSED to give A's. Yet another one called my paper "bulls--t" and got mad when I called her out on it. :rolleyes: All in all, I just had an amazing amount of work designed to cause ulcers and keep us as busy as possible! I'm so glad now because I'm in college, where the teachers just aren't like that!

I just thought of one more, thankful this didn't happen to me directly.

NO ONE messes with the director of the Lawrence University Symphony Orchestra. Not students, not professors, not the administration. The LSO is one of the most disciplined and respected musical ensembles on campus, and above and beyond that Symphony Orchestra is a class taken for credit towards graduation, and you do get an orchestra grade on your report card. All string majors are required to play in the orchestra for four years, and many wind and percussion students participate for ensemble credit. That being said...

There was this professor who taught Multicultural Education, a class required for all education majors. He announced to a class one day: "There will be a showing of 'Stand and Deliver' on Thursday night at 7 pm in the Media Center. All of you are required to attend and will receive a much lower grade for the class if you don't. I do not take excuses, I don't want to hear about whatever rehearsals you may have." Now this would not have ordinarily been a problem, except for the fact that the LSO rehearses from 6 to 8:45 on Thursday nights. A cellist who was a music education major found herself in quite the pickle.

She took this information to the director of the LSO, who got very upset (not at the student, obviously), and contacted not only the dean of the conservatory of music but the education dept. chair and the dean of the faculty as well. A nasty memo also ensued, and in the end the cellist was allowed to skip the movie.

That'll teach him to mess with music majors.

I will never ever EVER forget Dr. Blair. He's very knowladgeable about what he etaches, but his people skills are in the toilet. He was my Psych Nursing clinical advisor, which means he supervised us during our Psych rotation-which was freaky enough to begin with. Anyhoo, we had this paper due for our rotation, and we had to turn it in in parts, and each part would be graded, and then added up for a final grade on the paper. When we discussed the paper, the first thing he told my clinical group, was that he wasn't going to give any of us an A b/c we aren't professionals, and we don't do A work yet. Ok, thanks-now I'm really going to try hard! Well, I tried hard anyway, and he gave me a 70 on the paper. Which dropped my grade from an A to a B. I was livid. Then, during our individual clinical evaluation-a time during which your advisor gives you feedback on your preformance-all he did for 15 minutes was tell me what was wrong with my paper and how if I didn't learn this stuff now, all my co-workers would laugh at me when I went to work. Then he started with this:

"Why didn't you make the corrections that I told you to?

"I did...right here and here..I even wrote them in a diff color ink, so you would know what was old and what was corrected."

"Well, you should have made it more obvious."

"Since I did the corrections, will that change my grade at all, since they were there and you just missed them?"

"No, it's your problem, b/c you should have made it more obvious to me"

Not one word about my clinical preformance. I was so angry. But I heard he said the same things to the other students in the group. Oh damn, I was so mad.....:mad:

For part of my general liberal studies I had to take a literature class. I put it off until my senior year and eventually decided to take Intro to Shakespeare. This is designed to be an INTRO class (as the title implies) for all majors. I had heard great things from people who had taken it. However, I managed to get this PSYCHO professor and she was the only one teaching it that semester :mad: She had obvious favorites in the class and would belittle anyone who made a comment that wasn't one of her pets. Then she spends all of this time in discussion talking about "we as English majors need to do blah blah blah" She also seriously embarrassed anyone who walked into class even like 10 seconds late. She would stop, stare at you and talk about how rude it is to disrupt the education of those who care about learning. One time I was like a minute late and there was another guy waiting outside to go in. She had a policy that you had to get all materials out before you entered the classroom if you were late, so there we were like dumbasses unpacking our backpacks in the middle of the hallway. On another occasion my pen died in the middle of the lecture and I was QUIETLY trying to reach for any other writing utensil I might have (I really wasn't making ANY noise) and she stopped the lecture and stared at me (thus causing the rest of the class to stare) until I found my pen and then commented on how rude I was. And one last thing...her tests were ridiculous. They were in class essays that were nearly impossible to complete. She would pick RANDOM quotes out of the plays we had read from that unit and we would have to give character, play, act and scene number, where it was in relation to the plot and then discuss the symbolism/significance of this passage. We had to pick 10 out of 15 in a 50 minute class and each essay (to get decent credit) needed to be almost a page. Gosh, if you missed one tiny detail you would get seriously docked for it too. (The final essay was pyscho too but I'm not getting into that) I ended up with an A- and I have to say it was one of the hardest A's I had to work for in my life (and I graduted summa cum laude so this is saying a lot). This class---a FREAKIN LIBERAL STUDIES CLASS---took more effort than all of my other senior classes that semester (and they weren't cakewalk classes). And she never passed out that teacher evaluation form either...I was specifically looking forward to ripping her to shreds (even though she's tenured).
So to anyone who's from FSU----don't take Intro to Shakespeare with Paula Barbour.
OK, I feel better now :)

Stellar thread...

Okay, My worse-prof story is an accumulation of several events throughout the course. Good Ol' Deisman who was neither good nor old was the professor I had for Policing II...Like many others in the class, I had him for the prerequisite Policing I, first semester of last year. He was fine the first time around, what happened...who knows.
First Event - three weeks into the class He had to revamp the entire syllabus because what he wanted to teach was not what the faculty wanted. So, all the readings and required texts got changed and in most cases were assigned just a few days before the next class.

Second Event - we had this garbage critique essay due a week before spring break. Well, (at this point I should mention the prof loves email-interaction among the class, extra-curricular crap, feedback, etc.) apparently the class didn't fare so well on this essay in which 1/3 failed. I geuss Deisman thought those who failed would enjoy being told via email during spring break. Or maybe they would enjoy it even more being singled out in class, first day back - which he did. That same day, he kept going on and on and on about how bad the essays were and how a third year class should know how to write essays, blah blah blah....this went on for about 10-15 minutes in which case Wade was laughing the whole time....I didn't think it was that funny, but the prof did.

Third Event - we had these group projects to do, my group chose aboriginal policing. At the end of the course we had a write-up on our project with no subjected criteria...whatever happened, the message was misconstrued so that about 70% of the class believed the write-up would only be a page from the group. Last class, one week before it was due and one and a half-week before the final exam he told us that this write-up would have to be at least 30 pages...?
Where he came up with this S%*& I still don't know....anyways, there were a few browners that supported this bullS@$* and two groups out of 9 that were the most vocal in the matter.

The conclusion: some students went to the dean who gave Deisman hell but the paper length still stood the same. Side note, the groups that contradicted what he said had the 2 lowest grades in the project presentation and group paper (mine was one of these). Even though our group had by far the best presentation, and we went first....whatever.

...so there's my worse-prof story, i'll be bumping this thread up in the next few weeks because I got stuck with Wade next semester for a 3rd yr. Compulsory Sociology course...brutal.

Maybe the way he said it, or the comments he made were very inappropriate, BUT, in all truth, girls that age are "prime for mating" in many african tribes today. If you look at the mating/marriage habits of many other cultures of today and of the past, it was also common for girls, some as young as the age of 11 or 12 to be married off to an older man, only to become a mother and a wife a short time after. BUT, since our society has so many laws that try to prevent things like this, we view it as "sick" or something similar. When you look at it, there are a lot of aspects about american culture that are much more protected than those of other countries, but you would have to travel to other places and experience these things for yourself in order to truly understand.

It's like this situation that just happened here. A circuit judge from another county in Wisconsin was having a relationship with one of his daughter's friends, a 16 year old girl. Now, the parents of the girl want him to get the book thrown at him for "deceiveing a teen" and using influence to sway her to have sex with him, after she stated that she made the initial moves. Anyway, the community is saying that she is too young and that she couldn't make such decisions for herself, which, to be honest if facking bullshit. Why? Because, when I was 16, I knew quite a bit about sex myself. I had already had beer, smoked a cigarette, and all that stuff. What I'm trying to say is that society today doesn't give these teens credit for knowing what they are doing.

Yet, it's ok to try and convict a 13 year old of murder, because "he knew what he was capable of, and he was aware of his intentions and the end result."
Yet, this 16 year old girl didn't know what she was doing, even by making the initial moves. Not that it is right, because it's not, but that's why our system is so facked up today. We will try a 13 year old as an adult for murder because he knew what he was doing, but a 16 year old girl caught in a relationship with an older man doesn't?

25 years for it? Hell, some people don't get that penalty for murder.

In all, the system sucks ass!

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Great thread subject
 

I'm so glad I'm not the only one with a bad prof story.

For my chemistry class I had the choice of taking a final exam or writing a 10 page paper on the topic of my choice. The procedure was to write a rough draft, hand it in, get it back with comments from the professor, meet with the professor to discuss the comments, then write the final paper. Well, everything was going well until I had to meet with the prof to discuss the comments. I made an appointment with him for 1pm that monday. At 12:58 I show up at his office, he isn't there. I check the classroom to make sure he wasn't there and then waited in his office for a while. At 1:15 I asked another professor if he had seen my prof and he said no so I left an extremely polite note on his desk with my email address asking me to email me to reschedule. At 1:45 he calls me and blames me for not keeping our meeting. Hello!! I was in your office for 15 min waiting for you and it's my fault you weren't there!? Well, we reschedule for 3:15 that day. I show up shortly before then to find a line waiting outside his door. Apparently he was running behind and his 2:45 and 3:00 appointments were still waiting to meet with him. But hey, at least he was actually in his office this time. Well at 4:00 he's still running behind and I haven't met with him yet and he comes out of his office to notify the (now long) line of students that we have reschedule because he has other commitments. I manage to get a 9:30 appointment with him Tuesday morning still seething over now having been stood up twice by him. Tuesday morning arrives and I show up at 9:30 to find out he's running late again. Finally at 9:50 he meets with me and our whole meeting consists of him asking me if I had any questions, which I didn't. The whole meeting took five minutes.