I was a college professor and a business owner. I’m still waiting for those offers of favors for grades. All I ever got was a line outside my door crying and whining for a better grade. If they got a C they wanted a B. If they got a B they wanted an A. 🙄
“All I ever got was a line outside my door crying and whining for a better grade. If they got a C they wanted a B. If they got a B they wanted an A. 🙄”
I got more than my share of that.
After being a professor for many years, I went back for a degree in psychology. It was laughable. The Dean, who was a friend of mine called me in to ask a favor. To stop giving the psych professors a hard time. Most of them were NUTS.
I’m married to an MD, a psychiatrist who is a Med School Professor. I had been attending Grand Rounds at the Med School Hospital for many years and didn’t fit their psych student mould. The psych prof’s were a bit intimidated. They were teaching about the Swiss Psychiatrist Carl Jung and I shared with them that I met with his family and helped them fund the publishing of the Redbook. They told me to take my degree and get the “H” out of their department. You can’t imagine how much female psychologists hate you when you injure their ego.