Ey, remember this professor? Now he makes me feel guilty of two sins and one thing I’m not even sure if i’m supposed to feel guilty about.
Is it considered rude and disrespectful if I didn’t make eyecontact or greet a “good morning” to a teacher while I was on the phone and in a rush to go to the comfortroom? I didn’t even realize that he was there in the hallway because I was busy texting someone. And willing my bladder to not explode.
But I am guilty of skipping his class last week. It was either fail in his recitation and fail another exam if I didn’t skip, or fail in his recitation and get maybe an average score in another exam if I did, so it was a lose-lose situation either way. But I did get notes from a classmate, so I still understood the lesson.
I also feel guilty of not liking his teaching methods. Privately. But it’s an open secret among the history majors right now, how much we don’t like his lectures. Straight up lectures with no visual aids bore me, which is why I doodle to pay attention (since he hates that, I scratch my arms instead, which is way, way worse, no?). I never tell anyone about it, but like I said, it’s an open secret.
How his “little birds” find out about my cut class and my private dislike for his lectures makes me feel paranoid af.
Like seriously, was it necessary to yell at the whole class while staring at me until I became red (which implicates my guilt, doesn’t it?) and again threatening to bar me from the program? It would have been better to scream at me in private.
Also, I think I missed the opportunity to apologize after his class, and when we went down the stairs together, but I was also late for a test in my next class, and anxiety issues… Now he thinks I’m proud…