Divisions and Precisions

Grouchy professors

I don't think my philosophy prof likes me much. Or rather, I'm not sure he knows how to deal with me.

He's one of those professors I really WANT to like, because he's a great lecturer and he's brilliant. But he ignores me in class. Maybe he just doesn't see me, but how can he not? I sit right in the front row. He cuts me off when I'm talking. He asked a question in class today that I started to answer, but he cut me off with "No, we'll get to that later", since I was using an example from our reading to ANSWER his question, and because he didn't let me finish, he didn't see that I was, in fact, answering the question rather than tangenting. That sorta pissed me off.

But the reason I think he doesn't know how to deal with me is the same old reason. The classroom is full of those tiny little desks with the chair attached, and let's be honest, they're cramped even for normal sized people. No way in hell I can sit in one. Well, EMU thoughtfully provides a couple of ordinary chairs in each classroom, so I just snag one of those and use one of the other chairs for the desk. Hell, I do that in ALL my classes. It's to the point where I no longer even get self-conscious about it (much). Apparently I upset his sense of order by moving furniture (before class, not during, give me some credit). He freaked out before one class period asking where the chair was. I let him know I was using it, and I think it embarrassed him. Then today after class he told me to put the chair back where I'd found it--which NOBODY does in that building. Teachers rearrange whole rooms and leave the next professor to deal with it, I don't think my lone chair sitting against a wall is going to disrupt anybody. But anyway, yeah. He's clearly uncomfortable with me and my chair issues, which, added to his classroom behavior, makes me wonder if he's uncomfortable with me as a student as well.

Or maybe I just have low blood sugar right now and it's making me grumpy.