<p>I had a horrible professor for my applied math class at BU. To start, this man had a thick Turkish accent and it was very hard to understand him in the first place. So he teaches the class at a crazy pace that almost no one but the math majors can follow and expects us to know things we never learned before. This in itself wasn’t so terrible but here is why I believe he is the worst I had. He was a rude and inconsiderate man who berated you and made you feel stupid anytime u asked a question or asked him to slow down or repeat something. He would only show good treatment to the people who already knew everything and could coast. People were afraid to raise their hands because they did not want this man cutting them down. He would get very angry when students began packing their bags at the very tail end of the lecture. He then made us stay 10 min late and we were all late to our next classes. A few days later, I had a doctor’s appointment and had to leave about 10 minutes early. I started packing my bags a few minutes before the end of class and was just going to sit for the last few just to hear the end. But he sees me pack up and points me out in a room of 100 people and says, “You, get over here and write your name down.” I say, “I have an appointment, I need to get to it. The only reason I packed was so I could be ready to leave and still be able to sit to hear the end”. He tells me he doesn’t care where I have to be, and wrote me up for it. I found this horrendously unfair and inconsiderate of the man. One day, a student was very sick and came in late with a doctor’s note, he then tore the note up in front of the class, told the kid he gets an F on the quiz for the day, and kicked him out of the room while everyone watched. Made sure to give him the worst possible evaluation and sent a direct letter to him saying exactly how bad a professor he was to us.</p>