I had office hours this afternoon on a warm, sunny day. I didn't really expect to see any students, but one showed up just as I opened the door. He was so angry he was trembling.
Okaaaay, what's up Joe? He wanted to discuss my non-professional attitude.
Come again? Yes, when I was discussing the exam (which he aced) with the group last week, I didn't call on him FIVE times, although he knew the right answer !!!!1!!1!! And I made a flippant remark that hurt his feelings. He is a handicapped student and as long as he takes his meds he's fine, but some remark I made could be construed as having made fun of students who have to take medicine on a regular basis.
I racked my brain to come up with what remark I might have made. I couldn't, so I asked him what it was that I had said. Well, it wasn't exactly a remark, he supposed, but my face looked angry and annoyed when I was looking in his direction.
I managed to keep the expletives bubbling up in my mind under control as I thanked him for bringing this to my attention and assured him that I was not angry at him, personally. He replied that he thought this was because he had disagreed with me on one of the exercises submitted through Moodle. Hello? There are so may people in this course, I don't usually remember people's names. Although I'm sure that I will now remember you, Joe.
I thanked him for coming in person (he came to campus just to tell me this) and not posting a nasty comment on The Site That Shall Not Be Named and managed to get him out the door.
Here I thought I was teaching in college and not in kindergarten, silly me.
Suzy from Square State