>Be sophomore me
>Switch my major from Microbio to Biochem with a Micro minor
>Get a new adviser who says I need to take QR even though I'm in Calc II
>Start spring semester, go into QR on a Tuesday
>Turns out my Calc II prof is also the QR prof
>Prof is mid 40's chink who seemed pretty chill in Calc, even if he looked and sounded like a total caricature
>He and his wife even ran a fucking dry cleaners
>Class is full of gender studies dykes, fratters and sorority girls, niggers from the nearby inner city who got in on affirmative action, and legitimate retards riding on sperg scholarships
>Feel like I'm in Stand and Deliver
>He walks in, looking both annoyed and repulsed
>"You have quiz. Take then give to me."
>Quiz was over gradeschool arithmetic, mean median and mode shit, and perimeter and area
>Calculator is even allowed
>What the fuck
>Skelegirl with neon green hair in the back has panic attack and starts sobbing uncontrollably
>"NO CRYING IN CRASS! STUDENTS TRYING TO WORK!" He shouts. She runs out
>Trying to hold back the keks as I hand in my quiz
>He's totally chill again on Wednesday for Calc, then Thursday comes back around
>Anorexic Joker is not there, probably dropped
>Prof walks in with the quizzes, slams them on the desk
>"They in arphabetica orda, come get them." he says
>Writes the average on the board. 60%. Fucking dumbfounding.
>"This unforgivabuh! You got to use cacurators! How there only tree A's out of trenty one students?!?"
>A dyke in the front says, "This is the class for people who aren't mathematically inclined."
>"No, this Jiansu crass! Stupid!"
>Later found out Jiansu literally translates to retard
>Two fellow dykes back her up, telling the prof that he's being insensitive to people of lesser ability
>"WHY YOU TREE LOOK LIKE DA SESAME STREET? YOU DON'T UNNASTAND SESAME STREET, IT TOO SMART FOR JIANSU!"
>Dykes pipe up like that.
>Proceed to discuss simplifying fractions
>MFW I knew this would be a goldmine of antics
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