The Ultimate Dumb@%$ Student

Besides a boring class, there is nothing more annoying than a student who raises his hand roughly 100 times throughout the entire class period while you are trying to stay awake, sipping on a double-shot espresso and focus on what the professor is trying to say.

Think the student has a smart question to ask and raises his hand frequently because the topic is interesting?

Not.

The particular student in my class feels he knows it all and tries to outsmart the professor with questions and comments.

"Instructional Design" - a course that helps students design teaching methods, theories to help, adults in particular, how to learn.

Sounds exciting doesn't it?

The purpose of the course is to connect "Instructional Design" and "Digital Media" theories together - and Mr. Right does not seem to get the material yet.

"Excuse me professor, but that seems irrelevant to the material," he said.

I thought, "No loser, you just don't get it."

The three-hour class seems endless and with him raising his hand constantly.

I personally don't understand the material myself, but I do not raise my hand to constantly make a complete fool of myself. The professor's personal office hours were designed for that purpose. Continue Reading>>

The Busybody

Day 1: Somehow it always happens to me. There I am, sitting in a GE class minding my own business and a gabby girl plops into the seat next to me.

After settling in, she cranes her neck around to catch my eye and then lunges into an introduction followed with a confirmation handshake.

She is bubbly and inquisitive and after one minute I already know her year, major and innermost expectations of the said class. And she knows mine.

Meanwhile, class has not started.

I desperately try to proofread the syllabus before me and find dandruff in the hair of the guy in front. I feel her impenetrable gaze.

Class begins. Apparently she has an opinion about everything. She answers, comments and asks questions the whole time, all the while turning to me to add a side comment. Wait, didn’t I just meet this girl five minutes ago? Maybe she’s in the wrong class. “Understanding human body language and tone” 1A is down the hall.

Day 2: I come prepared this time with a book. I say hello and go back to my reading.

Ten seconds later…

“What book are you reading?” she asks. I politely tell her and exchange a few more lines.

I go back to my book.

Fifteen seconds later….

“About that assignment…”

Maybe I exaggerate a little. Maybe I just have bad luck. Maybe people like that should join a sorority; I’m taking a class.
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