I think my chem lab intructor is stoned.

He's a grad student who doesn't grade the assignments himself, obviously. We've already gotten in trouble for following his instructions before, but as he okay's our final results we don't really have a choice.

This time, he decided to show us a "shortcut" that anyone who has ever taken a science course knew would mess up our experiments. . . which it did. . . irreversibly. . . fifteen minutes before the assignment was due. SO he gave us all of the correct answers and told us not to worry about the rest of the experiment. What he seemed to have forgotten is that the part of our experiment's paperwork that we did outside of lab involved questions like: "How did you get this answer?", which none of us can answer because we didn't do that part of the experiment! What are we supposed to say? "The instructor showed us the answer sheet?" That's what several of us are giving.

If this schmuck survives the semester, I'm BURNING him on the evaluations.

 

Lmao that sucks.

I had a Chem professor last semester who everyone thought was always stoned. He was always smiling really big and his eyes were all red. He also had to take breaks every once in awhile to go get a drink of water from the water fountain.

 

As far as anyone forced to take chemistry is concerned, that's absolutely awesome.
But for anyone who actually needs to know chem, it's incredibly frustrating to waste your time being "taught" by this weirdo...report him and get it over with, it's so dumb to sit around in class with him all day and not learn a thing!

And Tribute that's awesome, my art teacher was like that too

 

so was my music teacher...he would laugh at anything, had a perpetual smile, and would lock himself in his office with a lava lamp on, an air purifier running, and willie nelson playing. and he would always take a pizza in there with him.

 

Haha. Awesome.

 

love that dude

 

Don't blame you, sounds Awesome.

 

this thread is fuckin awesome.

 

I have this Music Theory teacher who is completely egg-headed in a literal way; he's square, unhip, monotone, sarcastic, and his head his shaved. The other day, some kids came in and said, "Hey, teach, want some brownies?" And he just looks at them with a poker face and says, "Are they special brownies?" No one laughed because no one could tell how to react. It was surreal.

There's also these two english teachers at my school who are like best friends and everyone thinks they're both stoned all the time. They're both super-odd, energetic people and I think they're on meth, not pot.