tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14608986.post8185054358416472519..comments2023-06-14T11:01:57.493-04:00Comments on Professor Art Nerd: Quirky? Unprofessional? You decideArt Nerd Laurenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05775411402434637768noreply@blogger.comBlogger3125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14608986.post-58920111500490853252015-02-06T01:16:27.369-05:002015-02-06T01:16:27.369-05:00You can ask to your teacher or professor about thi...You can ask to your teacher or professor about this. And always try to clear the academic doubts with the help of your teachers and also you can <a href="http://buyessayreviews.com" rel="nofollow">buy essays online</a> if the problem persists related to the essay writing.Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13465955240663450633noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14608986.post-73568546595885479382007-05-08T12:39:00.000-04:002007-05-08T12:39:00.000-04:00I had a professor who consistently came in tipsy a...I had a professor who consistently came in tipsy and smelling of booze. It was a 9am class. However, his wife had passed away the previous year and he was close to retiring so we all cut him a little slack. Otherwise, he was a good teacher. Another teacher not only had a serious pants malfunction but then he would repeat the tale to future classes. At least he didn't take himself too seriously.<BR/><BR/>As for me, I'm not a professor but once when I was presenting a paper as a grad student I got halfway through the presentation before I realized that an ENTIRE critical page was missing. My printer had ate it and I didn't even notice. Biggest Idiot Ever.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14608986.post-33632383026099215542007-04-18T02:23:00.000-04:002007-04-18T02:23:00.000-04:00Dear Lauren, do not fear, you are not the only hap...Dear Lauren, do not fear, you are not the only hapless one. If your professors and colleagues don't recount similar stories, it's probably because they too embarrassed.<BR/><BR/>I also had malfunctioning pants one day. When I taught, I was in the habit of sitting on desks or tables in the front of the classroom. One day I looked down at my shoes, and on the way there my eyes spied a white spot in my crotch. I thought, I have maybe 2 pairs of white underwear, why did I choose today to wear one of them?<BR/><BR/>Another time, I tripped in the hem of a very long (and very stylish) skirt. I was wearing three-inch heels, so I was already a bit unstable on my feet. I fell flat on my face. Then I got up and started teaching again. A week later, wearing the same skirt, though with flatter shoes (I'm stupid, but not that stupid,) I made a repeat performance in a class that my dean was observing. "Ooh, are you okay?" she asked. Yes, I did detect a note of suppressed amusement in her voice.Karenhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06171639017849569774noreply@blogger.com