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I was reading TvTropes, under the Troper Tales section for Sadist Teacher when I stumbled upon this one.
So basically, he showed up a half an hour late for the test (had to work), but still had 2 hours left of class time to take the test. However, this professor wouldn't let him take the test, even though he still had time. Professors reasoning was that he could get answers from those who had already finished the test. So as a result, this student raised hell and took it to the Dean. The professor didn't get punished, but the student got a refund and expungement from failing.
What's interesting is some people replied saying that the professor was in the right and that the student shouldn't have been refunded, but I think he was justified (assuming this is exactly how it went). To me, it sounds like the professor was being a punitive douchebag. The student wasn't asking for anything other than to be allowed to take the test he paid money to take. He wasn't asking for another day, nor was he asking for any special treatment. He got screwed and was perfectly justified in giving them hell.
Thoughts?
•This troper has a rare college example. About a year ago, I had taken a quarter of Math 98 (which, if I'm right, means that anybody who's ever passed 10th-grade math is better than me). Thanks to religious grade note taking, I was pulling a respectable B grade. Usually my schedule is such that I go to work in the early mornings before I go to my classes around noon. Now, on the day of the final, the exam started a half hour or so before the normal class time. I figured that was fine; I knew the material, the testing period was two hours long, and the test itself was the same length as the regular chapter tests. However, when I walked into the classroom, the teacher pulls me aside and says that I can't take the exam. "Why?" I ask, still calm at this point. He answers that because some people have taken the test and left already, I could have gotten answers from them on their way out the door. I explain to him that I had just gotten off work, I was still wearing my sawdust-covered uniform shirt and jacket, and had made a direct beeline from my workplace to the classroom and had spoken to nobody in the interim. He replies that I Should Have Arranged For Time Off From Work To Make It To The Test On Time!!! I'm still calm at this point, so I whip out my cell phone and offer to call my manager at work to confirm the time I left work, because he obviously thought I was wearing my dirty uniform shirt as a disguise while I quizzed everybody who left the classroom for exam answers. He refuses to hear of it. I ask, okay fine, if this test is shot, how can I make it up? He answers, I can't, because "how is it fair for me to give me extra work?" I was quiet for a moment, letting this sink in, before I ask, "So what you're telling me...is that you're making me fail this test, and therefore this course, over a matter of thirty minutes?" He answers, "'Fraid so", and walks back into the classroom.
◦At this point, I'm pretty pissed. So I take my phone and dial my work anyway. And I walk back into the classroom, where the teacher is just now sitting back at his desk. I go over to stand next to him while I ask for my manager on the phone. Naturally, he tries to interrupt, so I turn and tell him (quietly, so as not to disturb the other test-takers), "Would you excuse me, please? I'm trying to make a phone call". To that, he says that he's going to call campus security if I don't leave. "Okay", I tell him, before my manager comes on the line and I ask her to comfirm that I had gotten off the clock a half hour or so earlier. I hold out my phone for the teacher to take, but he's too busy trying to have me thrown out of the building to care. I hang up and pull a seat until the campus guard (really nice lady) shows up. He wants her to make me leave and I explain no, not until I get to take the exam that I paid $250+ to take. All three of us step outside to explain the situation. Alas, she says that the teacher's rules are the law in his classroom, so I agree to leave. I tell her (with the teacher still in earshot) that since I now have an extra hour's worth of free time, I'll go ahead and head home and write up letters of complaint for the math department head, the academic head, the chancellor and vice-chancellor of the campus, and the president of the university. And since the quarter was ending with a couple weeks until the next one, I now had the time to devote towards making this man's life a living hell. After about a total of five hours' worth of phone calls and more letters and emails than Andy wrote in The Shawshank Redemption, I finally got resolution in the form of a refund for that course and the expungement of the failing grade from my GPA. The teacher himself didn't get punished, but it was enough that he had to spend a good portion of his spring break and part of the next quarter dealing with my grievances.
◦At this point, I'm pretty pissed. So I take my phone and dial my work anyway. And I walk back into the classroom, where the teacher is just now sitting back at his desk. I go over to stand next to him while I ask for my manager on the phone. Naturally, he tries to interrupt, so I turn and tell him (quietly, so as not to disturb the other test-takers), "Would you excuse me, please? I'm trying to make a phone call". To that, he says that he's going to call campus security if I don't leave. "Okay", I tell him, before my manager comes on the line and I ask her to comfirm that I had gotten off the clock a half hour or so earlier. I hold out my phone for the teacher to take, but he's too busy trying to have me thrown out of the building to care. I hang up and pull a seat until the campus guard (really nice lady) shows up. He wants her to make me leave and I explain no, not until I get to take the exam that I paid $250+ to take. All three of us step outside to explain the situation. Alas, she says that the teacher's rules are the law in his classroom, so I agree to leave. I tell her (with the teacher still in earshot) that since I now have an extra hour's worth of free time, I'll go ahead and head home and write up letters of complaint for the math department head, the academic head, the chancellor and vice-chancellor of the campus, and the president of the university. And since the quarter was ending with a couple weeks until the next one, I now had the time to devote towards making this man's life a living hell. After about a total of five hours' worth of phone calls and more letters and emails than Andy wrote in The Shawshank Redemption, I finally got resolution in the form of a refund for that course and the expungement of the failing grade from my GPA. The teacher himself didn't get punished, but it was enough that he had to spend a good portion of his spring break and part of the next quarter dealing with my grievances.
What's interesting is some people replied saying that the professor was in the right and that the student shouldn't have been refunded, but I think he was justified (assuming this is exactly how it went). To me, it sounds like the professor was being a punitive douchebag. The student wasn't asking for anything other than to be allowed to take the test he paid money to take. He wasn't asking for another day, nor was he asking for any special treatment. He got screwed and was perfectly justified in giving them hell.
Thoughts?
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