Faust Fits...
Explanation: As everyone knows, Bob Faust can be a bit testy at times. One minute he is the nicest professor in Dudley... but in a flash he can turn on you. Therefore, this page shall be used for those currently in his studio to vent their frustrations in reaction to experiencing a "Faust Fit." Post most recent at the top of the page below dotted line, please.
So, why did Bob freak out on you today???
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Dec. 8
you know he is gunna miss us!
November 12
Corners are a cause for celebration! And if you want to giggle you can do it on your own damn time.
He chained me to my desk and forbade me to breath loud enough for him to hear, because if i did, he would lower my grade at the end of the term. I was only allowed to escape when he took a break to refuel. i knew i shouldn't have nodded my head in recognition of what he was saying, i shouldve just ignored him and stuck my finger up my nose, at least that wouldn't have wasted his and my time.
NOVEMBER 10
Remember everyone, when important things happen, you lose time because of "ANTICIPATION, PARTICIPATION, AND RECUPERATION."
And apparently I don't like to draft. Good thing Faust is here to tell me what I do and do not like.
November 5
He told me I failed at life =(
September 22
Where is your traceing paper? WHY Don't you have traceing paper?! It's not vellum, and it's not trash, it's traceing paper....oh..they don't sell that? Well get some.
September 13, 2004
There was a lack of cleanliness at my desk. In a stuttering rampage, Faust came over and proceeded to flip out. I thought I was going to die. He dragged over a trash can and watched me clean it up for the next fifteen minutes. Finally I had a clean desk. Not in time to get an actual desk crit though.
That afternoon, I bought a tackle box to organize my pencils, so I should be okay now.
August 30, 2004
magic tape anyone?
August 26, 2004
His head turned around 360 degrees and then he stabbed me with an exacto blade because my line wasn't dark enough. Thank God I didnt use a sharpy.
August 25, 2004
He said that I was young, dumb, and doing it all wrong. "What are you doin', what are you doin'? I don't understand what's going on there. You suck at life", he said. He also told me that my parents' greatest regret was that they did not get an abortion. Bobzilla's parting words: "you're cut."
Today, I experienced a mighty Faust fit. I was sitting at my desk... drafting the most complexly simple ground plan ever concieved by man of the buildings surrounding Mellow Mushroom... when suddenly, I felt his presence. He staggered up to my desk arms-a-flailing in fury. I really don't know what happened next... I think he said something about purchasing a "real desk lamp" or I would get the day off on Friday. I think he may have even threatened castration. Anyway, in conclusion, I need to buy a desk lamp... I think.