Sitting in class with a professor who has a "thing" against me is one of the worst sorts of situations I can find myself in. As I type this, I'm thankfully being ignored by my professor.
It's a welcome reprieve after the way the class started. Without going into details, because I doubt I'll be able to finish this post before the hassling begins anew, but this professor has made it his mission that by the end of this semester, I'll be scarred for life from college.
This is rather unfortunate, as, if I had my way, I'd be in school for the rest of my life. For now though, uuuuughhh....
This professor is mind-boggling. He wants you to pay attention even when he's babbling about his grandchildren!!!! Now he's talking about his cell phone. Oh, now he's talking about seltzer.
Now we get to hear about his in-laws.
"Ok, I don't want to talk about this anymore," says the professor. Ten seconds later, back to that exact topic.
Now back to the seltzer!!!!!
Help me, G-d!
Update: For the first time in my life (who counts high school?), I've been thrown out of class. I asked, and I received. After an hour of abuse and listening to nothingness, I got up to leave half an hour before class ended. The professor made another stupid remark, and we got into a shouting match. Naturally, as the professor, he "won" hands down- having the power to throw a student from his class will do that. But I got my points in, and got major street cred while I was at it.