Would be the clueless IT teacher who started arguing with me on how many characters a byte could represent. She marked me as wrong writing when I answered 256, and it took some time explaining that 0 to 255 is infact 256.
But she wasn't really that bad. Nowadays, it would have to be the computer graphics teacher who got crossed with me for resting my legs up in-between classes, and instead of kindly asking me to put them down, did a more hands-on routine: Sit on same row, mirror my posture, move closer and closer until he planted his legs ontop of mine. Being stubborn as a mule, it is no surprise that I kept resting my legs up deliberately for every lecture with him for the remainder of the semester. (Yes, I'm a loon, but atleast I sat way in front, second row, usually meaning I'm interested in learning something! It does _not_ mean I want physical friggin' contact!)
There is a reason I prefer computers to humans :-P
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