My physics professo was the most physics professor looking physics professor the world has ever produced. He was definitely not giving out fashion tips.
Unless of course you are a fan of ugly brown woollen affairs and tweed jackets with patches on the elbows.
My physics professor was Italian and a very snappy dresser. Although, he also wore shorts and soccer jerseys some days.
Very funny guy and could do trig out to several decimal places in his head. He was one of those rare professors that was doing research but still a great teacher. He was responsible for making math ‘click’ for me and helped me realize the joy of math.
could do trig out to several decimal places in his head
He’s got to have memorised that before class, or has memorised a bunch of common angles. The formula I remember using for them is a mess and doesn’t converge quickly.
My physics prof wore white socks with soccer ball-patterned slide on sandals. Normal business casual other than that, unless you count hair that hadn’t been bruised in a decade. Year round even in snow. And rode his bike to campus like that daily. Very fun dude.
My Physics professors literally wore pocket protectors, with pens in them. They were also both ultra-marathoners which is surprisingly common among that species.
And wild that he thinks that the professors are giving out fashion advice rather than calculus and shit.
And it wasn’t professors who taught her to respect and value people who weren’t like her, it was just meeting them.
My physics professo was the most physics professor looking physics professor the world has ever produced. He was definitely not giving out fashion tips.
Unless of course you are a fan of ugly brown woollen affairs and tweed jackets with patches on the elbows.
My physics professor was Italian and a very snappy dresser. Although, he also wore shorts and soccer jerseys some days.
Very funny guy and could do trig out to several decimal places in his head. He was one of those rare professors that was doing research but still a great teacher. He was responsible for making math ‘click’ for me and helped me realize the joy of math.
He’s got to have memorised that before class, or has memorised a bunch of common angles. The formula I remember using for them is a mess and doesn’t converge quickly.
My physics prof wore white socks with soccer ball-patterned slide on sandals. Normal business casual other than that, unless you count hair that hadn’t been bruised in a decade. Year round even in snow. And rode his bike to campus like that daily. Very fun dude.
My Physics professors literally wore pocket protectors, with pens in them. They were also both ultra-marathoners which is surprisingly common among that species.