The teacher you hated the most

[Cmill216]

My 9th Grade Geometry teacher.

I hope that tub of lard chokes on a isosceles triangle.

 

[thedeadite]

My linear algebra professor was talking about midterm grades during class once, particularly about one that received only 5%. After asking if the person was in the room, I rose my hand and said "yeah, that was probably me". He continued to go on about how it was the worst mark he'd ever seen and I might as well fully drop out of the university let alone drop his class. Though it wasn't that brief. He basically ripped into me, and my mark for about 30-45 minutes. Although I explained to him that I had been out of school for nearly 10 years and was having trouble adjusting, he basically let me know I was wasting his time by trying to learn anything. Although that midterm was worth 40% of my final mark, I did end up passing that class (albeit with only a D+).

Same professor once told us that the reason for global warming was because the earth has no way to release heat and that because of all the fires we have and have had in the past the heat created by these fires never dissipates and therefore builds up in the atmosphere forever. He seriously said that we should outlaw campfires and fireplaces. He took up about half of a 3 hour lecture talking about this crap.

 

[The Guard]

My 12th Grade math teacher used to time himself to see how fast he could put us to sleep, and then he'd go sit at his desk and read. I kid you not. Everyone went to sleep, even myself and the class Validictorian. We'd hang on for as long as we could (usually about fifteen minutes) look at each other, give up, and go to sleep ourselves.

I also hated my college Spanish professor. Because I couldn't have her, mostly.

 

[OctaviusINC]

I basically hated all of my grade school teachers except my kindgeraten, 1st grade, and 2nd grade teachers. All the rest were so mean to me. I was such a quiet and polite kid. I would do my work and go home. Whatever. It's in the past.

 

[terry78]

I just ran into my old sociology teacher, Mr. Fife, at the grocery store. I hated that ****er as well. Anytime he'd assign homework he'd say the same thing, "and it better be 100% complete, so don't come in tomorrow telling me that Uncle Shlomo or Ms. Gifeltefish from next door died and you couldn't do it."

Yes, he is jewish.

 

[Majic Walrus]

I didn't hate many teachers unless they were called "Coach" most of the time. Because there's nothing like getting a B in calculus when everyone on the basketball team gets an A.

 

[Ahura Mazda]

I disliked tremendously my political studies teacher (this was covering political philosophy like Hobbes and Mill) during my A Level studies (11th and 12th grade). I was studying in a private school and the guy had communistic views which he attempted to parley to many of us. I was quite outspoken against him as my views were almost opposite to his. He wrote out his own "recommendations" about me to another public school I was planning to go in the UK (I then decided not to go for personal reasons) without being asked.

Lets just say his "recommendation" had no effect and I was accepted but I did my best to get him fired thereafter.

 

[The IronMan]

Sister Elise, 7th grade english teacher just a miserable, mean nun (with a ruler)

 

[michephantom]

It's so sad that there are so many bad teachers out there. Professors, I can understand, but why would you go into grade school or high school if you're an ass? I wish people would choose their careers more wisely.

Ms. McKenroe: In 6th grade I had Mr. Spencer (best teacher ever) as my main teacher, and then for two subjects my class would switch with another's and we'd get taught by this woman. She was mean and bitter, and would snap at anyone and humiliate them in front of the class. I think she might have had a tough upbringing, but that's no excuse. I visited the school a few years later and I saw she was in a wheelchair... and I felt kinda warm inside.

Then there was this calculus professor at my junior college that was a *****. A 60 year old WASP who always dressed like she was going to hunt foxes or take high tea (not British, though). I asked in front of class if she could help me figure out what my points were so far, and she said, "What, you think I carry around my gradebook all the time? How dumb could you be?" I was too much of a wallflower to talk back.

 

[Silicon Surfer]

College teachers are almost always better because the requirements are higher. In California at least, you have to have a master's degree to teach at the JC level. You need a doctorate to teach at university level. That weeds out a lot of people.

 

[michephantom]

^^ Yeah, but tenure keeps a lot of idiots in the college. Unfortunately, I've had at least two university level professors who didn't know what they were talking about.

 

[JStorm]

Mr. McAllister: 9th grade, Science teacher.

Once, I skipped his class, because I wanted to have lunch with my girlfriend at the time. The previous day, I was sick. So the idea of me coming in late, and starting my day at 4th period seems plausible. I could have been at the doctor - sheesh. Out of all the students in the lunch room, he found me and said "I've been looking for you." I told him I was sick yesterday and he called my bluff saying "we'll see about that." Even with an excuse in my hand, for said day, he still went to the office to see when I checked in.

I know. . I know, stupid me. But I always thought - why couldn't the old bugger let it go, and just say "see you in class tomorrow."

After finding that I have been in school all day, he marched back to me and said "skipper." That was all. A few minutes later, he came back with a DR and said "here is your Saturday school slip. I bit you're not even sick." Along sounding like Kermit the Frog and holding a note from mom, a not from the Doc, and a slip from the school - he still said that.

What made it worse, he found it appropriate to call me a "skipper," again, when I entered his class the next day.

Since when did school become "let's punish the little punks," rather than "let's educate the next generation."

For the record, my father told me to "pay my dues and keep quiet." Dad never held the school rules against us, as long as we made "A's and B's."

"You make "F's", take your little butt to class. You make "A's,' what do I care if you step out for a burger."

Thanks, dad - for always being a realist.