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Dear Horrible Professors

The absolute worst thing that a professor can say on the first day of class is, “I’m not your typical professor. I don’t want to bore you by lecturing the whole class.” I’m all for making class interesting, but I am not paying you to entertain me. I’m paying you to teach me. So when you make class “fun” and “different” it better be for the sake of education, because if it’s anything else you are wasting my time.

Three of my professors this semester have opened up class with the line above. In my operations management class, instead of teaching us the material in the chapter, he pulled up online practice questions and one by one read us multiple choice questions and had us answer them. We hadn’t even gone over the chapter yet! Thank you, for reading every question and every answer, because I couldn’t do this myself. Oh yeah, I forgot I don’t know how to study by myself either. I need to be spoon fed because I’m not a grown adult who can think and study on my own time.

Another highlight of my week is in my advanced corporate finance class. This class is comprised of solely studying case studies. No new material is taught; we just analyze these cases (it just sounds stupid explaining it). He split us into groups (“I love group projects and group assignments!” Said no one ever.) and proceeded to ask us fairly difficult questions about our case study. Many of the questions addressed material that our group hadn’t even heard of before, but we managed to BS our way through our answer. The team after us wanted some more clarification, though. The girl said, “We were a little confused–” and then my professor interrupted and said “Stop right there. This isn’t a good start. If you were ever to say those words, the marketers, investors, and managers would eat you alive.” He continued to berate her and then finished by saying, “So start over and answer the question.”

I love classes where I can’t ask questions. Oh, I guess I could ask a question, if I wanted to be humiliated in front of the entire class of 65 students and get no answer at all. I love professors that are so willing to help students when they don’t understand things the first time. Especially since we hadn’t been taught anything.

I also love egotistical, self-absorbed professors. My finance professor is also really good at talking about himself. It’s nice to know a little bit about my professor’s background, but the key word is little. I don’t care that you got a Louisville Slugger engraved with your name on it. I don’t care how many companies you were a CEO for, or how much money you’ve made through various investments. If it’s relevant to the material, please share. It’s nice to have applicable, real-world examples. If it doesn’t though, then I don’t care. You’re wasting my time.


I love spending thousands of dollars on professors who fail to do what they are payed to do: educate. I am so peeved, so aggravated, so tired of wasting my time and money on people that don’t deserve either.

What a frustrating semester, and it’s only the second week of classes. I have no motivation to do anything in classes with terrible professors. I don’t want to go to class, or read the material, or teach myself everything because the professor can’t. So far at UMKC, I’ve been pretty fortunate with really great professors, but I guess it’s catching up to me because this semester I hit the jackpot with the worst professors ever.

Shoot me now.

The Apartment Search from Hell

I think that apartment searching with horrible roommates has to be it’s own circle of hell.

I am so sick of my future roommates and I’m not even living with them yet. My current roommate is moving back home next year, so I’ve had to find new roommates for next semester. All of my friends had already paired off so I know of two friends who were cool with rooming with me next year.

It was probably the worst decision to make.

First off, searching for a three bedroom apartment, at least in my area of Kansas City, for around $750 and not be in the complete dumps is impossible and thirty minutes from school. I tried explaining this to them well in advance when we first started look for apartments about two months ago, but they were still stuck on the idea of three bedrooms.

I met with them just an hour ago to talk because we hadn’t found anything yet. We agreed that we were just going to have to start looking at two bedrooms because three bedrooms just isn’t plausible for our area and price range. I threw out the idea of just moving into my current apartment; it is a little small, but it would be enough room for three people and the room that two people shared would be roughly the size of a dorm room, so it’s not like it would be something we hadn’t done before. And the rent would be so cheap. Between the three of us, rent and utilities would only be $225 per person a month. That is so ridiculously cheap. And I am all about cheap!

For privacy reasons, I’m going to call one of the girls Satan. So Satan says in response to my idea, “I don’t want to share a room and I hated living in the dorms. So I need my own space and I need a lot of it. Plus I have way too much clothes and I wouldn’t be able to share a closet. Plus my two dressers and a desk and my queen sized bed. It wouldn’t be enough room for me.”

Uhm, what?

So I suggested some other places to which she immediately says that they are out of her budget. By now I’m trying to control my emotions because I was getting very annoyed very quickly. She makes a suggestion about living in North Kansas City, which is about half an hour away. Me and the other girl both said that that was too far for us because we can’t afford to pay that much in gas every single day.

Satan then wants us to specifically border which streets we are refusing to live past when we had already agreed we would take the distance on a case by case basis. She then proceeds to ask us why we aren’t willing to drive that far (which did I not already explain this?) I told her that I am here, in Kansas City, to go to school. So why would I pay to live somewhere far away from school when there are plenty of places right by campus? The other girl lives about 45 minutes away, so it would be stupid for her to pay to live somewhere that’s 30 minutes away when she could live at home for free.

So Satan starts to throw a fit about how she wants to live in North Kansas City and doesn’t want to live by campus.

She is just so unwilling to compromise or even help with the apartment search. I am so ready to punch her in the face and I’m not even living with her yet.

Guys. Help me. Oh my gosh.

So I was really upset after meeting with them because they want to pay a lot of money for an apartment far away from campus just because it’s spacious. I can’t afford to do that. I don’t need a lot of space. I’m willing to share a room with the devil so that I can save some money.

I called my mom because, as ever, she’s always my go to when I’m about to cry. She told me that we would talk about other options over spring break when I come home this weekend. My only other option is to live in a studio by myself which I can’t afford. I cannot afford to do that.

I don’t want to be homeless, but I don’t want to live with the devil herself.

I don’t know what to do.