Late teachers come in three varieties ranging from disoriented to disconnected. Here’s my take on teachers who can’t tell time.
Professor Rat’s Nest
This teacher looks like they crawled out of a clothes dryer before the fluff cycle beeped. With a pencil or two stuck in their hair and piles of crumpled, coffee stained papers, you wonder how they got through college. If you really want to freak this professor out, encourage your fellow students to change seats every class. Don’t worry – since Prof. Rat’s Nest comes late, you’ll have plenty of time to execute this strategy.
This teacher thinks they might be famous. They are soooo busy living their pseudo-celebrity life, they couldn’t possibly be expected to arrive on time. Any you, the lowly student, should feel honored they’ve shown up at all. Here’s a quick way to deflate Professor Paparazzi’s ego. Pick a day and have the entire class show up exactly 30 minutes late.
This teacher thinks it’s the first day of class every day of the semester. They tend to saunter aimlessly across campus as if the college had rearranged the buildings over the summer. If you are walking faster than a toddler, you often pass them on the way to their own class. Professor Dude is likely to peek into the class first to see if they recognize anyone, and then Professor Dude will check the door number more than once. My suggestion – about halfway through the semester, change the door number and act surprised when they poke their head in.