I have come to the conclusion that there are 3 types of law school professors, and it's likely that these 'types' are strong indicators of other things about these people.
Type 1: they like to fuck with you. It is not so much about finding out what you know as showing you how much they know how to mess with you. This is generally due to either a) they had it done to them in law school so they think it is appropriate for you too, or b) they have an outsized ego and this is a way to get their jollies.
Type 2: they don't want to fail anyone, and as a result their grades have no meaning. You learn not to ask for their opinion because what you get back is less to be trusted than Type #1's feedback.
Type 3: reasonable, intelligent folks who a) want to prepare you for the Bar exam and b) have no hidden sadistic intent.
Want to guess which one our professor for tonight's exam falls in? And yes, I know I'm tired. I'm not sure I've ever been more prepared for an exam, and I'm not sure it made much difference. That just feels messed up.
Alas, the semester is over, for better or worse. Which shall not be determined for about 6 weeks, so let the Christmas season begin.
It's the 16th and I have no shopping done, my house is a mess, I haven't been to the post office for a month, and my car is dangerously in need of an oil change. And I still have to go to work. But it's Christmas and all is well anyway.
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