Maths test today.
Now you gotta hear how retarded my teacher's plan for it was.
He told us last lesson to go on 'Aula Magna' for the test. Okey, fine, dandy, all you want.
We go to Aula Magna. Hoo-hoo, he was having a meeting with some parents! He arrives ten minutes late. Five more minutes to 'display' the students in a way he can control all of them during the test.
He finally gives us the test.
Twelve f**king long exercises to do in 45 minutes. Full of Xs, of Ys, of divisions between polinomes. Each exercise took a lot of minutes to do. No one including me managed to do them all. I am... astounded. Not one word on 'hey, we're a bit late, cut the last two'. Nothing.
And now my valuation will likely suffer from this, not because I actually don't know the things, but because I hadn't the f**king time to end those exercises.
Don't know what adjective would address best.