Oh I completely forgot about my latest set of Professors and lecturers. Let me not waste any more time.The best one we have this semester is our Machine Design prof. He is loud, clear and doesn’t mix up the fundamentals. If only he’d wear his pants a little lower…at the waist atleast. Very jovial fella and we keep him in good humor.
Dynamics is taught by the same nut that taught us kinematics last semester. From the moment he gave us a worksheet with “Peace, Meditation, Love” typed at the margin, we knew we were dealing with a confused mystic, caught in the wrong job with a virtually non-existent knowledge of English grammar.
Our Hydraulics and Pneumatics prof shows how to start and end a sentence with an ‘ok’, sprinkle a dozen ‘ok’s in between and still talk complete sense as far as hydraulics is concerned. Talented blighter if there ever was one.
The worst of ‘em all takes Metrology. The paper in itself is boring and quite self explanatory, but this man can combine that with his monotonous voice, dull face, and a frightful temper.
Gas Dynamics is spoken too fast in broken English to qualify for an assessment. With a blue uniform and a matching hat, this man can pass off as the in-house janitor cum garbage sorter.
Our Ethics lecturer could have been better…. sigh.
