Anyone else really despise some of their teachers?

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I liked my History teacher and my English teacher in year 10 and year 11. The rest were just stupid though. And I hated my year 11 ICT teacher. He was an evil bastard. He never even saw any of my work (because I refused to do any) and then wrote on my report that I was incapable of doing any of the more complex stuff. What a load of bollocks, I could work a computer better than he could.
And I had an Art teacher in year 8 who didn't like me so, even when the other two Art teachers gave me really high marks, she'd purposely give me average grades and then make it look like I was trying really hard but still doing badly. She was a stupid b***h.
Did anyone else have (or does anyone still have) teachers as idiotic as mine?
My tutors at university are awesome though.
It must be because they do history. People who don't like history are always bloody stupid.
And that is a true fact.

In Uni, the lecturer can make or break the subject. If you get one with a monotone, or a big head or a crooked nose then they can turn the most interesting of subjects (like chocolate research), into the most boring (like golf). It's really a gamble.

Haha I rarely notice what my lecturers look like. I just sit at the back in the corner writing notes. My eyes are too bad to notice if they have a crooked nose. I don't think I've had a boring lecture this year. The only ones I haven't liked are the two when I was getting migraine but stayed in anyway. That was painful lol.

I dislike all teachers and I enjoy putting them in bad light before the entire class or other teachers. I continuisly toyed with one until she snapped.. cursed at me, broke some things, the ussual. She was promptly fired. It was fun.

I wish I'd done that to some of my teachers.
I just sat there silently hating them.

I hated my old history teachers. There was one who was obviously popular when she was in school, and she was in her early 20s. I wanted to hit her.

my history teacher is pritty bad she refused to accept that Louie XVI (the only person who could have called the estates general) called the estates general ....... she also gave me a terrible mark for my last essay because she thought i was meant to be doing a different topic

but i really hate my it teacher he has the mental capacity of a dead weasel but most of all he is one of the most arrogant people i have ever met ............... out of the 3 years and 4 classes ive had him for hes done maybe 3 periods worth of teaching and the rest of the time hes just read the paper and conducted his many non school related businesses ...... he once spent a week researching Kim Jong-II's haircut

I don't like my geometry teacher. He really gets on my nerves because when no one answers any of his questions he throws a fit and starts insulting everyone. The only reason I can stand the class is that it's incredibly easy.

I'm having my final exams right now and after that I will be going to high school and getting rid of all the obnoxious teachers but here goes:

I hate my Arabic teacher. One day she told me I should go to a special school because I was drawing in her class... I didn't have a high opinion of her before that... because she treated the students she didn't like unfairly... but that comment of hers has really triggered my hatred.

I don't like my writing teacher either even she tells me that I write well. She's AWFULLY hypocritical and I hate hypocritical people.

The others were alright.

I hated most of my high school teachers. One P.E teacher (I hate most P.E teachers) touched me and pulled my arm to get me out of a room even though I wasn't doing anything wrong. she started to scream in my face when she pushed me against a wall. My form tutor didn't want to do anything when I told her because she was 'a respected member of staff'... b***h...

There was a MFL teacher (French) who gave me a detention for walking into the school building literally 2 seconds before the bell went off. My R.E teacher was vague and never helped anyone. I once had a science teacher (completely useless) who merely stood at the front of the class in silence during a 'fire drill' which actually turned out to be a real fire in the room next door. We didn't leave until I said, 'shouldn't we be getting out now?' She also ignored half the class, allowing chaos to ensue, including incidences of acid and burning to be an issue. (I am still terrified of chemicals.)

My form tutor who took over when the previous one left didn't like me because of my 'weird' behaviour. In one case, when a boy stole my pen, my Mum came into the school to complain because I was upset about it and she said she would do something about it, but the next day, after telling the boy off for taking the pen, she told me off for asking for it back! When the boy had left, she told me that she had to tell me off too because otherwise he would feel 'hard done by'. Later he pushed me over for squealing on him and boasted to his pals about how he 'got away with it.'

I am at college now and all my tutors are brilliant, really nice and I have never been put down. I am finally getting a good education with good teachers!

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I have HFA, ADHD, OCD & Tourette syndrome. I love animals, especially my bunnies and hamster. I skate in a roller derby team (but I'll try not to bite )

It's been a while since I was in school but the kind of teacher I really didn't like was the one who had their "pets" and treated all their other students with disdain; also the ones who picked on people who were different and didn't brown nose (guess what group I fell into?)

One teacher was a real b***ch - she used to shout at me, especially on the school camp. I was too upset to say anything back but wish I'd have had the guts to tell her to her face that she was a b***ch. Getting into trouble would have been worth it! Had my parents been called up to the office, I would have said how she used to shout at me for no reason and hopefully she would have got told off by the principal.

We used to call teachers we didn't like much funny names eg. a Miss Busteed became Miss Bumstead and so on.

Ah, teachers.

My maths teacher in Year 11 was a complete and utter -insert insulting word here-. Instead of teaching most of the time, he'd just talk about how London was so much better than Norwich and on the rare occasions he did attempt to teach, he wrote down pages and pages of stuff on the interactive whiteboard (which was installed as condition to his working there) which we had to copy down only to say 'oh damn, I've made a mistake' about 3 pages back. The first lesson we had him he 'taught' us sequences. Basic sequences! We'd done that stuff years ago, a point I didn't hesitate to make. On the second lesson we had him he ended up shouting at me when I asked for help and kept me behind after the lesson to scream at me. Luckily after I complained he felt the wrath of the Head of Year though he was still insufferable and arrogant, just not so much to me. I ended up teaching myself almost the whole of the work we needed to know for GCSE and am hoping to get an A*.

There was also a P.E. teacher I hated because we did dance for half a term and I am awful at well, anything involving movement but especially dance. She kept moving me to the front of the room because she thought I was messing around when really I was just terrible at dancing and kept falling over or moving generally wrong. It was no surprise I skipped a lot of P.E. lessons.

I do generally get on with my teachers very well, and there have not been recent problems.

My Year 10 Geography teacher wasn't that bad as a person, but didn't teach our class very well (Mind you, we're doing a fast-track Geography/History course: 2 GCSEs instead of 1). She was quite old, but her lessons were too unstructured and didn't go through things properly with us - only if we needed to after a lesson or something. I feel that I was under-taught, which is why I feel a little bit stuck on how to structure and build up my Geography fieldwork project over the summer.

My English teacher for Year 10 (and next year, Year 11) is also a nice person and pushes us very hard, but she is stereotypical. We're doing 'Of Mice and Men' (anyone here read it?) and got to a point where someone stayed segregated away from the others. The teacher said, "Humans are not designed to be solitary beings" which angered me a bit (after all, we're all autistics - why can't we be alone?). And she also says things like "Do you remember when you used to do that (referring to a childish behavioral act in the book) when you were younger?" Although I would have done some of those things, it angered me how she is trying to generalise that everyone is the same, and a shallow girl in my class (who may be leaving, oh Thank God!) picked up on some things that she said.

I hated most of my teachers. I admit being somewhat difficult to work with being very stubborn and mouthing off sometimes when they get on me for something but I wasn't disruptive or anything but they treated me worse than the people that do. Like one time, in 7th grade english, there was a fight literally in the middle of the class. It was a pretty comical fight too so I was laughing and so was everyone else but out of no where the teacher yells "JACOB, GET OUT, GET OUT NOW" to which I immediately sprang up and yell "WHAT?!?!?" and I start walking toward him asking what's up. Security got in between me and him and escorted me out of the room like I was one of the people fighting. The class found this almost as funny as the fight and were laughing and I was the only one that got kicked out. I shouldn't say that though since he kicked out the kid who tried to break up the fight too. It was seriously the most ridiculous thing I ever experienced. Me and everybody that remembers it laughts at it now but I seriously don't know why some teachers just don't like me. I hate to see what they would do if I actually was a disruption.

Once I got pissed at a teacher, that usually was it for them and I never would work for them again. Which obviously became a huge problem since I was flunking out of school when I was smart enough to do all of the work and do it better than pretty much anyone else. They send a teacher to my house now twice a week for an hour and we do work. Not really challenging but I'm getting more down in those two hours than I did in like 40. The teacher is really nice to and we have similar interests. I'm pretty sure I'm doing that again this year. It's either that or the school system pays for me to go to a private school out of the distract which my mom and therapist both agree would be the best place for me. They won't do that though. Whatever though, I have no respect for the scum that run MPS and allowed it to deteriorate to one of the worst school districts in the US.

Oh yea, forgot to mention I was suspended for that for 3 days. The same amount the kids who were fighting got.

I've had loads of lousy teachers over the years. First, my middle grade Spanish teacher, who kept scoring my tests incorrectly(I did not actually miss a single point the whole class, but I almost ended up with a B anyways). I was out with strep throat the day she spent the entire class explaining the biggest assignment/project of the year and then she refused to tell me anything about it when I got back. Of course the NTs in the class wouldn't help either. I don't really remember my freshman year teachers. 10th grade math teacher lacked an understanding of even basic algebra, and couldn't figure out how to add small numbers in her head. The whole year, she told us that we would see how good she was at math once we got to stats/probability, then she screws up the first basic probability problem she showed us, which any of us could have solved in elementary school(it was a dice roll question). Both these teachers were also arrogant b*tches. My 10th grade English teacher was a nice person, but really knew next to nothing about her subject. The semi-illiterate AP US History teacher told me that Japan did not surrender at the conclusion of WWII. She once tried to devise an answer key to a quiz by taking it herself, and the key turned out to be vastly less accurate than my paper. I went through and counted on the AP test, less than a third of the material needed for the test was covered in the class. I ended up leaving one essay entirely blank (15% of the total score) and still pulled off a perfect 5 because of my sophomore world history techer, who is a great guy. Band teacher did not base decisions like section leader or placement into the top group on playing ability at all. We had to audition in front of the whole class, and out of the four trombone auditions I heard, mine was the clear best(not meaning to sound egotistical, just most brass players at my school suck). Nevertheless, the guy who actually auditioned worst of all got the section leader spot. Consequently, I will not be participating in my school's band next year. This same teacher would lower people's grades arbitrarily if she was pissed off at them for some reason(this happened to me when I quit marching band). On a more positive note, I've had several excellent teachers as well. Sophomore history teacher, middle school music teacher, junior math teacher were all great. Junior English teacher was wonderful, and actually had a sense of humor. I loved AP Bio and the teacher was always nice and respectful, even while I was correcting his answer keys(which were provided by the textbook publisher, so no fault of his for mistakes). Chem teacher was sorta crazy, and most of the NTs were left entirely in the dust, but he actually did a decent job teaching.

up until my last year of high school, i had always been singled out by teachers--not only due to my mental/psychological/intellectual status, but also because i was much younger than the rest of my class. i'm not going to talk about the really bad things i've been through, but as an example of how i was treated: i had a 6th grade language arts/social studies teacher who really didn't like me, because i would sometimes cry quietly at my desk when i was bullied too much in the classroom. anyway, on one of her "crazy days", she decided to draw on the dry-erase board a crude frownie-face with short hair, with a hatchet drawn horizontally at the base of the head. under this were the words "ruby" and "chop chop". funny thing is, i'm not making this up.