"How was test? Easy, hard?"
"PIECE OF FUCKIN' CAKE, LITTLE MAN"
And that's all I have to say about that. Mostly because I need to come up with a plan for Endocrine that is more elaborate that "keep fuckin' that chicken." But now is a good time to look back on the semester in Endo sans one incident which I should probably never mention again. Fun fact: "The Negro Incident" was almost a team at trivia night.
One thing that bothers me about Endo is the fact that one teacher teaches half the damn course yet someone who teaches one fourth of the course is the coordinator. More pressing is the fact that if you were to ever point out "Hey, this question is written like ass," you're just hit with the fact that its written like ass for your peers and so it all evens out. Makes perfect sense -- it's okay if I take a piss in your coffee, as long as I piss in everyone else's coffee as well. After all, just as Dr. Dbag put it: "this is like the real world." That "why my class sucks" explanation is taken by another class, sorry -- find your own excuse as to why Endo makes me nauseous please. If you hurry up you can get classics like "I invented a grading system to hide behind" and "I actually just play a professor on TV" before they're gone.
But no, that's not where the comical weakness ends. I'm guessing zero of you have attended one of Dr. Dbag's fantastic presentations on Green Tea. If you had, you would have had a giggle when he was asked about if Green Tea had the potential for drug interactions and he replied "It's natural, okay? Natural products don't have drug interactions."
I guess that puts him on the lower end of the bell curve?
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Yeah, I never got a "How was it". Maybe he assumed by my grade that he would be seeing me next year and he didn't wanna waste his breath.
ReplyDeleteI felt like the guy with Cushing's syndrome with the blood pressure cuff around his arm after the immuno test.
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