| | Today, I was sitting in my calc lecture, one in about three hundred listening to a rather crotchety old man lecture on integrals (double yawn). I was already slightly annoyed, for the lecture hall is located in a rather old building, so the seats are situated on a rather steep slope (m = ~ 1), the seats are made of clunky aluminum and are so close together even I, of rather short stature, notice the lack of leg room. About five minutes into lecture, I notice that the girl next to me mutters under her breath the answer to every rhetorical question the old professor asked.
"And we're going to take the derivative..."
"2x..."
"We'll multiply here..."
"Oh, he's using the chain rule..."
UGH!
To the idiot chick who had the misfortune of sitting beside me in lecture: it's not a mark of your proficiency at calculus if you can answer questions a professor asks in a third quarter 16B class. Chances are, if you're there, you didn't take calc in high school or if you were like me, already took it and just decided to skip. BUT you don't see me reassuring anyone and everyone within earshot that I know my shit.
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| | Posted 4/2/2008 5:51 PM - 30 views - 1 comments
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