22 February 2013
Ever felt like killing someone out of pure irritation? Ever felt like throwing a textbook at the man babbling in front of the class? Ever wanted to just walk out of the lecture like it didn't matter? Ever wanted to just give up when there's a choice?
You see, I have this teacher. A very bitter teacher. He went to some hotshot university and majored in a subject that I'm only taking because its required. It won't help much in my majors but he thinks it's important. In fact, he thinks his subject is so important that we have to treat it like a major.
And everyone in class hates him.
He takes pleasure in seeing his student fail. Can you believe he actually became a teacher because he always wanted to fail a student? All due to the fact that his college professors didn't find him smart enough.
Okay. So, place this guy as our teacher and, boom, we have hell in a classroom.
Worst part of it all, he's the last class of the day.
Talk about raining on a perfect day.
He's a bully that vents out his frustrations all because of his bitterness. He doesn't care of we pass or not. He actually looks for our faults and makes us feel even worse instead of helping us understand. He's a sucky teacher. He plays favourites in a completely negative way and those he picks on are always in the mood to just mouth off at him just to make him shut up.
We call him plenty of names.
Douche of all Douches.
Bane of our Lives.
Sadistic bastard.
Chaotic psychopath.
Bitter teacher.
Bitter Teacher • Opuss № I