It's maddening to have an instructor who, although an expert in his field, meanders incessantly. I've dreaded going to class this semester, forcing myself to haul ass 20 miles north because I paid for the damn class with my own money. I'm going to squeeze out my tuition's worth, instructor be damned. So far, each class has had redeeming qualities and nuggets of hithertofore undiscovered wisdom. But the presentation thereof really sucks.
Undergraduate studies are such a racket.
Administrators know students are too busy partying to realize their colleges and universities are packed with grant-winning researchers who can't teach for shit. So the cycle continues. Schools fill classes with terrible instructors, while students party. And neither tattles on the other. It's really an ingenious conspiracy theory.