This prof at my dept recently held a 'surprise quiz' yesterday[it was announced by mail beforehand]. Despite the idiosynractic way the same is defined we were,as minions in his domain, compelled to finally dust off the mothballs from our bags and books and trudge our way to the faraway dungeons of our building. The prof was seemingly very pleased with the turnout considering his ratings and attendance in his classes have plummeted with astonishing speed,so much so that 60 percent of the class now is below the 'mandatory 75%' mark. There was another reason for his glib smile as he took a lonh supercilious look at his junta. The quiz as it turned out was another one of those feedback forms in which he expected us to tell him
a. the reason of our dismal performance in the Mid sem exams
b. the reason why we didnt bring our sorry asses to class
c. what he can do to make us bring the same to class
For reasons unknown I suspected his sincerity. For one, he is one of those slide-runners, the of professors who take pride in preparing emaculately designed presentations on chapter which run in to hundreds of pages per chapter , warms up the projector and jet...set...go. For the students of course, it is almost a movie. If only it had cartoons/babes/a bloody Plot for gods sakes!! Anyways I am drifting from the objectivity I promised at the beginning of this post[Dont look for it,it was a pact with my soul,no sense in putting it down in writing.Can be held against me later]
Retunrning to reasons , he has a abject sense of humor. After substantial polls in the CSE dept, it has been conclusively proved that asking doubts to him is the most demeaning thing you can do to yourself. The look that he gives you if you raise your puny arm in the air,my oh my..., makes you squirm like a buzzing mosquito under the microscope. Unlike our previous profs[who now appear benevolent] he has this evil aura arnd him that makes him so unapproachable and he remains the only prof till date who hasnt given the students a single bloody extension on any of the project deadlines. Not to mention i hate the guts of his course[not disinterest mind you,i pathologically abhor his classes] Of course the usual wrecking the weekend by dozens of extra classes/postponed classes is a WMD in his repertoire. i wonder if he ever thinks of us as anything other than mules with brains[or without,the operative word here is 'mule'].
Come to think of it , why dont the professors talk to us as equals :D i mean, look at our happy hour,it is so forlorn. the profs come and talk among themselves, the students invariably either try to suck up to the Big Boss or talk among themselves. Outside the classrooms, why cant they be 'cool',forget for the moment that they are teachers. I mean , i would love to play a game of cards with them anytime if they are up for it.