Was this in 1984? And was this girl fairly well endowed?
That was my sister jerk!
Was this in 1984? And was this girl fairly well endowed?
Yep, Gregory was a tuff SOB, took no prisoners. I hated Chemistry and my grade reflected my attitude.I had a chem prof at Mont Alto. mid '60s I think his name was Dr Gregory. He didn't want any girls in his class, so he made his test tough enough to flunk most of them out. I had 3 chem courses with him, and he mellowed out as you advanced through his courses.
Hardest course was statistics. The prof graded the first test on a curve. I had a 31 and that was a D. Highest score was a 65.
We had a prof at Mont Alto that would buy a coke from the machine. Back then, the coke came out in a paper cup. He would drink about half of it and go to his office. When he came to class, the cup was full.
Was this in 1984? And was this girl fairly well endowed?
I don’t. But I remember her vividly.Just post her picture. We know you have it. LOL
Yes and yesWas this in 1984? And was this girl fairly well endowed?
Yes and yes
Yes. No one liked his teaching style.Was he the guy who was allergic to chalk dust and before he would come into the room students smack the erasers to create a cloud of dust.
In 1968 I took a course in Abstract Algebra. I forget the teacher's name but he had a foreign accent and was hard to understand. Horrible teacher. Couldn't explain anything. There were about 25 in the class. The exams were impossible and everyone got low grades. I had the third highest test average in the class and turned in all the homework. I figured he would grade on a curve and I would at least get a B. The grades were posted. One C. I got a D along with 2 others. Everyone else in the class failed.
One of my best friends did that at his alma mater. Ended up as a varsity fencer and later assistant coach. Respected but did not like Kaidanov.I took fencing for PE back in 1994. I thought I would get to swing a sword around and have some fun. Showed up the first day and Emik Kaidanov was the instructor. I guess since he was the greatest fencing coach in the history of the world, he took fencing pretty seriously. I realized that day that class wasn't going to be what I thought it would be, so I dropped it.
Yep, she was in a sorority, I think it's the one directly across from college avenue. I'm starting to think we are, incredibly, talking about the same girl.If she also has soft curly brown hair then she just might be my Brown Eyed Girl from the Hub.
She was in some sorority and dated some guy from theta chi. Her name was Wendy.
*sigh*. I remember her vividly.
Runner up would likely be whoever the foreigner is that I had for EMech 12, as he was so difficult to understand it really made it tough to get anything out of the class time.... Nothing against the guy, as he seemed like a good man doing his best to cover the material, but if you are hard to understand due to not speaking English well it really is not fair to the students......
Was that the German guy? He was smart
Was this at penn state? Was he a prof or grad. What year.?Whoever I had for ME22 (? I believe, it was long ago...) Thermo. Not much he said was comprehensible, so a few of us would leave early and hang out in the lounge, 2nd floor Hammond....
Runner up would likely be whoever the foreigner is that I had for EMech 12, as he was so difficult to understand it really made it tough to get anything out of the class time.... Nothing against the guy, as he seemed like a good man doing his best to cover the material, but if you are hard to understand due to not speaking English well it really is not fair to the students......
Yep, she was in a sorority, I think it's the one directly across from college avenue. I'm starting to think we are, incredibly, talking about the same girl.
Was that the German guy? He was smart
Was this at penn state? Was he a prof or grad. What year.?
Yes, I believe that is the guy I am thinking of. I had him for one of the EMech classes. I don't think it was 12, but strength of materials.
Dr Hu (pronounced Who)?
No idea. Can't remember my golf score from 2 weeks ago....
Same at F&M, Intro to Soc. Sweeceye=suicide at 800 am 3x a week no less! Brutal!!!Can I say the professor from India who had an accent that nobody could understand?
She sometimes wore that open shoulder sweatshirt from flashdance outfit, and Jesus Christ was she hot. Nelson on that old tv had no chance against that girl.I have been thinking about her the whole day. I think her last name was Keller or Keeler. I think she was from Montgomery County.
She sometimes wore that open shoulder sweatshirt from flashdance outfit, and Jesus Christ was she hot. Nelson on that old tv had no chance against that girl.
Dr WuDid anyone have a "Dr. Wu" for Chem 101? He always promised to bring the "taste"with him to class for special students. The problem was, he was just a shadow of the man that we once knew.
Yep, that's him alright. Professor in the opiate arts.
I ask because My father was a professor in mechanical engineering and he taught emech. It may have been one of his grad asst. his specialty is fatigue failure and stress on metals. He taught from 1965- until roughly 2005. He still does work for asme sometimes.Yes, PSU main campus. I believe a Grad Asst. 1975-76 I believe, although I can't remember what year and quarter (we were on quarters then, not semesters) I took it.....
I took fencing for PE back in 1994. I thought I would get to swing a sword around and have some fun. Showed up the first day and Emik Kaidanov was the instructor. I guess since he was the greatest fencing coach in the history of the world, he took fencing pretty seriously. I realized that day that class wasn't going to be what I thought it would be, so I dropped it.
That reminded me of a Greek history teacher of mine. Guy loved Greece beyond belief. So we had a final on “in your opinion” was ancient Greece better or worse because of the separate states. I said worse and used facts and tied it into the United States as coming together. He gave me a d because i went against his love for Greece and would not give me any specifics. I said to him that perhaps he should change the topic of his final next year.I had to split mine into two categories.
Toughest because they were damn good professors:
Art Anderson, Architecture: I was both mentally exhausted and excited after every lecture. For example, he spent two entire lectures on handrails and to this day I check out every damn handrail I encounter, seeing how it fits the hand, etc.
Robin Becker, English: Had her for two creative writing classes and her notes were surgical but always on point.
Thomas Boothby, AE: Very thorough, all business, and covered a lot of ground every lecture. Always had to share notes even when you didn’t miss a single class. Had him for two courses. He held himself to the same standards. If he took too long to grade an assignment, he would give bonus points as a way to dock his own performance.
Toughest because they were miserable human beings:
Amin Aminsor, AE concrete structures: First day of class he announces that he doesn’t like teaching Architecture majors because we’re stupid and he was assigned the class while he was on leave the previous semester. Tue & Thur 8-10:15am, no breaks. He didn’t just include attendance as part of the grade, he docked you if you were late or had to go to the bathroom. Only AE prof I ever had that didn’t give partial credit for at least having the proper steps. You either got full credit or nothing, but he did grade on a curve which made no sense given his stance on partial credit. While I forget the exact numbers, the grades for his final fell along the lines of the high score was 30%, the mean was 20% and I was happy to get a 25%
Howard Lawrence, Architecture: I’ll limit myself to one example. During Friday’s design studio, he announces that he rented a bus and we’re going to NYC the very next day for a site analysis of our next design project. It was a football Saturday and I was a prep-cook at Mario & Luigi’s which meant a minimum 12hr work day. There was no way I could get off work on such short notice. After I explained this to him he said you’re not here to study cooking. When I told him that I needed the job to pay for school, he simply said that he would have to fail me for that assignment.
Bottom line, I didn’t go, but the following Monday I approached him and asked if I could make it up. That coming Saturday was an away game and I had asked my boss and got permission to take the weekend off. I told him I would the bus to NYC and complete the assignment. He finally acquiesced. So that Friday, I signed out a camera and bought a ticket for the last bus to NYC. I slept in the Port Authority Terminal, something I will never do again, and went and did my site analysis on Sat. Paid an obscene amount of money for 2hr film development in the city and hopped the bus back to State College. Spent all of Sunday completing the project and hung it on his office door Sunday night. Lawrence gave it back to me during studio on Monday with a D for the grade and not a single note. When I asked him what was wrong he simply said it was late.
That reminded me of a Greek history teacher of mine. Guy loved Greece beyond belief. So we had a final on “in your opinion” was ancient Greece better or worse because of the separate states. I said worse and used facts and tied it into the United States as coming together. He gave me a d because i went against his love for Greece and would not give me any specifics. I said to him that perhaps he should change the topic of his final next year.
Sometimes these professors are out of their mind.