My lecturer tried to fail me. He did not succeed.
Today, as part of my degree course I had a timed assignment. I had to do an interview before hand, then bring the notes to the seminar and write it into an article during the seminar.
I did the interview and went in early to print off the notes I’d typed up. Of course, when I got there the entire system was down. So no printing for me.
At this point I’m getting a little stressed. The nice librarian told me to go to my facalty office and explain. Which I did. The women there says just to explain it to my lecturer, and there should be no problem.
I go to my lecturer and explain. He couldn’t care less. He tells me to do it from memory. I explain I didn’t memorise my interview because I was supposed to have the notes. He doesn’t care. Apparently, there’s nothing he can do about it. (He’s in charge of the whole unit. He can do what he likes!) I tell him thats unfair, and it isn’t on. A girl beside me points out that I’m right, because all the people doing essays have extentions. He smiles. I do not.
He says there might be another computer in another builing that is not on the network. I politely explain that ALL the computers in the university are on the network. He says I should have put it onto disc. I wave a disc in front of him and tell him I DID. And once again try to explain that because the network is down I can not print my interview off.
At this point he decides to ignore me and sort out a group of girls who are supposed to be doing their presentation. When they’re done I ask him. “What about me?” He smiles! I’m about to fail and he’s smiling!
At this point I am resisting the urge to kick his ass. Instead, I give him my best “I’m so NOT impressesed” stance, while fixing him with The Stare of Death.
After a few seconds he says “Ok. You can do it at home. Hand it in on Monday.”
VICTORY IS MINE!