re: Looking back, who was a teacher you hated…..

This is not one that I ended up liking, but one I still hate to this day. Feldman, EE, LSU. Worked hard all semester in his class and had a solid C going into the final, stayed up late the night before studying and the morning of the final for some reason my alarm clock didn't go off. Woke up and realized what time it was, jumped on my bike and raced to the test room, got there 5 minutes after the final had started. His policy was that even if you are 1 minute late you cant take the final. I begged and pleaded but he wasn't having it. Ended up with a zero on the final and an F in the class, even though I had made every class, done every homework assignment, studied hard all semester. Ended up delaying my graduation for a semester, costing me no telling how much money, which to a kid struggling to work to pay his own way whole going through school full time, it was a hard blow, all because of a cheap alarm clock and me being five minutes late. I wish nothing bad bad things on that old A**hole. The only thing he taught me was that there are evil people in the world who enjoy hurting others.

I had a Professor as an undergrad for more than one class who would speak of himself in the 3rd person. An example of what he would say:

"So, you may ask me...Professor...why did you decide to include that particular topic in the exam, when we hardly covered it in your lecture".

Dude was a turd, and I'm pretty sure he's been dead for a couple of decades now.

I had one in high school that had no redeeming qualities then or now, and she's dead now. She was a miserable, vile, useless piece of shite who had no business being a teacher. I'd piss on her grave if I knew where she was buried.

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Damn Spicoli, did you ever order pizza during class?

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That was just before pizza delivery became available. I might have ordered during one of my study halls (I had 3 my senior year, study halls that is). Always had SH then lunch then another SH except sophomore year when I had French II and would go for extended lunch off campus even though it was supposedly a closed campus.

I'm just the type person who weighs the costs and if it ain't too much I do whatever the hell I want regardless of arbitrary rules/regs, fads, or fashions, traditions, whatever.

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So many people here didn't read the OP's full question

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My least favorite professor in college was an adjunct who was teaching Constitutional Law.

Dude wasn't a horrible teacher, not great, but seen worse. He was however a fricking a-hole, even to the most knowledgeable students, and clearly was mailing it in the semester I had him as he was running for special election.

He got convicted of a felony this year and is now awaiting prison time.

Made me appreciate our time together in Con Law.

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I had one in high school that had no redeeming qualities then or now, and she's dead now. She was a miserable, vile, useless piece of shite who had no business being a teacher. I'd piss on her grave if I knew where she was buried.

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Im here for your level of pettiness, I’d drive you there if I knew lol

My 5th grade teacher. She was about 75 years old. She was meaner than a snake and ornery than a wild hawg. Schools weren't air conditioned back then and she would not open a window on a dare...all of us, her included, smelled like a chain gang working on the road in August. This was bad enough, but she would literally sniff arm pits after recess and PE and anyone who did not pass muster would be sent to the office where they were harangued no end about their personal hygeine...and of course the rest of us tormented them unmercifully about it when they came back freshly deoderanted...


Young folks will find this hare to accept as fact but we were playing softball once and I took a bad hop on a shot down the first base line to the throat. Needless to say I thought I was dead...and did not stop the ball or make the out. She came running up to me and, thinking she might be human after all, shocked me no end for hauling and delivering a series of kicks to the head and mid-section for having made an error. Called me everything but a child of god. It was so bad that the other kids never tormented me about. Thats bad for 5th graders. Nevr a word said about it. When I told my dad he said "that'll break you of making an error". It was different era.

As far as understanding and appreciating now? I appreciated and understood then why she was the way she was...because she was a mean psychopath who belonged in the state hospital in Milledgeville with the other crazy people.

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4th grade, M.E.Norman, Morgan City.

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My mom (no pics) taught at this school a few years. (currently)

I had a Chemistry teacher in high school that I wish I would have paid attention to. Seven years after I graduated he was diagnosed with lung cancer.
I ran into him randomly one day and he asked me to make meth with him to pay for his cancer treatments. Craziest four years of my life.