I took a header down a staircase today while carrying about 100 pounds. Everything landed on my shoulder and drove it into the sidewalk.
Ouch! I hope you didn't do any serious damage to yourself.
Sounds like a rather disgusting excuse of a professor.
Yup, that actually happened.
I already knew I was going to fail the class. It was a done deal at that point. He had been giving 3 homework assignments per week that were dramatically harder than any Calculus homework you've ever done. Drastically hard as in '
the smartest graduate student you know takes 5 hours to work through each set'. Three times a week, every week.
I studied with a buddy and we actually worked through them together. The professor then accused us of cheating. Since I couldn't get through the problems on my own so I stopped trying. I was also pretty depressed and bogged down with 20+ hours a week of satellite team work plus 13 credit hours of other advanced courses. The logical step for me was to triage the situation and instead of doing homework I couldn't complete, I used that time to work on my other classes and the satellite team.
So like I said, I already knew I was going to fail. However, if I failed the class, I wouldn't graduate, so I decided to stick through to the end. My GPA wasn't going to move much with an F so I had nothing to lose to see it through and try and pass the exams and get a mercy D.
Anywho, I went to his office hours to talk to him about a problem I was trying to solve on the satellite team and he proceeded to curse me out. I wasn't there to talk about the class but that's all he wanted to talk about. He barely let me talk. He told me to drop the class, that I was 'effing dumb' for not dropping. Then he kept on calling me effing dumb and effing this, that and the effing other.
And I had to sit there and take it. I don't know if this aspect of my personality shows through on these forums but I'm not the type to just sit and take crap like that but I had no choice if I wanted any shred of a chance to pass the class.