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You know what’s not fun about the end of the semester?

When professors go nuts.

I’ve had it both ways – sometimes they assign hundreds of pages for each class and even hold extra classes (I’m looking at you, Professor Property) just to cover all the material. Other times they rip through 25 cases that weren’t even on the syllabus just because they can – because they finished the syllabus a week and a half early (Yeah, you Professor Con Law I). Unfortunately Professor Employment Discrimination has taken a cue from Prof. Con Law I and is assigning additional work. Awesome! Maybe the best part is that because of those built-in hurricane make-up class days after Thanksgiving, he feels he can cram in yet another class, even though we missed only two days for hurricanes this semester. And another class means even more extraneous reading! Hooray! We finished all the material but we still technically have class on the day before Thanksgiving and the Monday after Thanksgiving. Come on. Give it a rest.

The cherry on top is that he’s assigning cases printed out straight from Westlaw so we don’t get to read the abbreviated version. Rock on! Eh. Whatever. Who cares. I’ll skim the headnotes. Maybe….