Tuesday, September 29, 2009

Papa Joe made me sweat.

Anyone else see that obvious handoff of a stack of 100-some yellow sheets of paper from Papa Joe to Ralphy Boy?

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No, not that Ralph

I'm assuming it was done just to hear the anticipatory swell of noise made by 130 or more tightening sphincters around the room. I mean come on, it was that obvious. But then there was no quiz? Great, I neglected taking notes to some extent to shuffle through the last week of law notes to be prepared for the quiz that never came. Between this, the dermatology board exam I expected from "Dr. J," the 4-quizzes-in-3-days c-c-combo, the Yanni quiz the day before blocks, and the horrific grading on the Endocrine short answer I'm starting to wonder if the College of Pharmacy is actually some grand unethical social experiment to determine the most efficient stimulus in inducing PTSD in professional students.

Case-in-point: when studying for my elective exam I felt like inspecting obscure factoids on little-covered powerpoint slides to find some juicy questiony nougat to be tested over. After all, if things like "What was Granny P's favorite class?" (Who gives a rip?) and "What did Gretchen Ramey think was most important?" (ARE YOU SRS?) are fair test questions, I guess anything is fair game.

On a side note: when I see e-mails from Mr. Erena with the subject "Improve you (sic) academic performance" I immediately open it to make sure its addressed to the entire class and not just me. As in, improve your performance or go home.

Awesome:
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1 comment:

  1. that last little ditty about steve erena's e-mail caused me to actually LOLZ.

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