| | Dear sociology professor: what happened? You used to be so good about making up tests. You created a comprehensive study guide that was extremely helpful, the questions on the tests were mostly based on the reading, and there were no tricks. So what the hell? Why now? Why did you put questions on the test that clearly WEREN'T from the reading, but rather from a couple videos we watched in class? How in the hell was I supposed to grab exact statistics from these films and be able to regurgitate them? You listed the films on the study guide, true. But you mentioned that the thing we had to know about them was "the film's focus," and maybe one or two other general items. So how in the hell was I supposed to know how many gays and lesbians were fired from their jobs during the McCarthy era if it wasn't in the textbook and wasn't in the study guide, and was mentioned in the film for about five seconds? Furthermore, you put in opinion questions. OPINION. QUESTIONS. In a multiple choice test. An ONLINE multiple choice test. And don't give me that "but the one woman decided to have the baby blah blah blah"...no. NONE of those vignettes in that video turned out "the best," because there were other factors involved. The one woman hemorrhaged to death. The other one decided to have her baby, even though she clearly couldn't afford it and knew she didn't actually want it. The third one saw her doctor being shot to death by an idiot pro-lifer. There is no "best," here. Why was it on the test? Granted, I got that one right, but that was only because I chose the option that I knew echoed your opinion, instead of, you know, thinking for myself. Ugh. I also hate the fact that it was THIS class that was keeping me from leaving. I could've been gone by noon yesterday. But noooooo. Don't hate that I'm done, though. I'm just finishing up packing, which of course is always sort of a trial for me because I never know what to bring, and now that we're going to Florida, I have to think about what it's gonna be like down there. Also, Tyler's taking me home. I'll probably have to give him gas money (read: money that I got from selling back textbooks) because he has literally NONE and he never has enough gas in the car. Blech. NO. YOU ARE DONE. YOU DON'T HAVE TO WORK. YOU HAVE NO CLASS. HAPPY THOUGHTS. DAMMIT. Q |
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