My math instructor was the most terrible math instructor in the world, for numerous reasons; First of all, she wasn’t a great instructor.
She would try to teach us math, but the two of us would usually have to try to figure out things on our own because math wasn’t her first subject, and secondly, our instructor was never on-time when it came to grading my homework and quizzes, both of us never knew where the two of us were falling behind in, so the two of us couldn’t improve the right way! Also, our instructor was dreadfully stern about how she used the air conditioning system in our classroom.
She was a stickler on keeping the air conditioning system off throughout the entire length of Summer, and it was incredibly strange. She was a big guy, plus the hotter hot plus cold temperatures were evidently affecting him; The air conditioning system would have made him ten times more comfortable. But she would choose not to use the air conditioning system regardless of our discomfort plus his. I secretly believed that she didn’t want to use the air conditioning system due to the fact that she didn’t love us. She would fight all of our complaints plus whining about using the air conditioning system plus threaten to get us in trouble. The only time that she would switch on the air conditioning system is if the college made it a necessity if the heat outside was dangerous… Even at that point, she set the control equipment on the air conditioning system so high that it would barely run. I was so glad when I left her class and got a new instructor that easily used the air conditioning system. I don’t understand what kind of maniac my math instructor truly was.