Hey hey...don't get me wrong. I am just quoting a quote....
"Arguing with a Professor is like fighting with a pig in mud
After a while you realize that while you are getting dirty the pig is actually enjoyin"
(All credit to Pratik Singhal for comin' up with this...original or copied doesn't matter)
I guess, there are only a few who would disagree. Don't get me wrong, I am not comparing profs and pigs. I genuinely respect quite a few of 'em. I am just tryin' to have a realistic comparison(!!).
So, what is it that keeps these creatures(not pigs dumb head) ticking. Why is it that even after decades of endless torture sessions, they just don't seem to have enough of it. You can be as reasonable and as polite as your temper and your peanut sized brain(thats what profs tell us) allow you to be and still that person in front of you, with all his grey strands, with all the coldness in his eyes, and years of experience, just fails to see the reason. Why would he think he can't be wrong just for once. That, this time the direction of flow of reason may be opposite, that his professor-ly ego might be misguiding him.
Thinkin' that I am wrong?? Try this:
The prof who made me write all this is a very good example. Though he lacks grey strands and has no experience, but, he is a professor alright. He drops a shocker just a few days before exams that my attendance is short. That was just too hard to believe.
How?? Well, he said I didn't attend a few classes. Alright. Where was I, programming my way to glory in ACM ICPC. Not impressed, he asks did I take prior permission?? I did. I asked him a week before the contest. Still in no mood to give up, he asks, did u give any application?? What....
Why would someone think of application when he said yes. Anyway, I wasn't giving up just yet. I had in fact submitted application with Academic Dean (sort of...). That should cover every subject including his... No... He is son of god. His next issue; how would he know. Now I was at end of my wits and didn't want to lose my temper (and another sem). So, I had to give up.
Finally I had to do a stupid project (he wanted this to be meaningful!!). Crapping and coding (again) my way to more crappiness, I hope to satisfy his ego.
Anyone reading this would say, the prof is right. Hold on to that thought for a moment. First of all he took one full week to raise all the above said issues. More importantly, why can't he just adjust attendance later. I tried and tried, and tried some more, but couldn't find an answer to this. Maybe, my pig knows the answer......
PS: I am racist, and my only target is the race of professors....
"Arguing with a Professor is like fighting with a pig in mud
After a while you realize that while you are getting dirty the pig is actually enjoyin"
(All credit to Pratik Singhal for comin' up with this...original or copied doesn't matter)
I guess, there are only a few who would disagree. Don't get me wrong, I am not comparing profs and pigs. I genuinely respect quite a few of 'em. I am just tryin' to have a realistic comparison(!!).
So, what is it that keeps these creatures(not pigs dumb head) ticking. Why is it that even after decades of endless torture sessions, they just don't seem to have enough of it. You can be as reasonable and as polite as your temper and your peanut sized brain(thats what profs tell us) allow you to be and still that person in front of you, with all his grey strands, with all the coldness in his eyes, and years of experience, just fails to see the reason. Why would he think he can't be wrong just for once. That, this time the direction of flow of reason may be opposite, that his professor-ly ego might be misguiding him.
Thinkin' that I am wrong?? Try this:
The prof who made me write all this is a very good example. Though he lacks grey strands and has no experience, but, he is a professor alright. He drops a shocker just a few days before exams that my attendance is short. That was just too hard to believe.
How?? Well, he said I didn't attend a few classes. Alright. Where was I, programming my way to glory in ACM ICPC. Not impressed, he asks did I take prior permission?? I did. I asked him a week before the contest. Still in no mood to give up, he asks, did u give any application?? What....
Why would someone think of application when he said yes. Anyway, I wasn't giving up just yet. I had in fact submitted application with Academic Dean (sort of...). That should cover every subject including his... No... He is son of god. His next issue; how would he know. Now I was at end of my wits and didn't want to lose my temper (and another sem). So, I had to give up.
Finally I had to do a stupid project (he wanted this to be meaningful!!). Crapping and coding (again) my way to more crappiness, I hope to satisfy his ego.
Anyone reading this would say, the prof is right. Hold on to that thought for a moment. First of all he took one full week to raise all the above said issues. More importantly, why can't he just adjust attendance later. I tried and tried, and tried some more, but couldn't find an answer to this. Maybe, my pig knows the answer......
PS: I am racist, and my only target is the race of professors....
Pratik Singhal:: http://www.orkut.com/Profile.aspx?uid=13249304010539509748