The semester was almost over, and I was turning in my last paper. I tried my best to do it well. But he kept returning it to me, saying it was "bad" (no reason given even though I asked several times to know what was wrong so I could fix it). Each time I tried to improve it, he said it was "bad" and returned it to me, saying he refused to grade the paper I was really ill at the time (sleeping 14+ hours per day, then falling asleep everywhere; I was really weak). The effort I put on the paper was making me have bad grades on my other classes. I begged the professor to let me turn in the paper as it was, even if I got a zero (I would still pass the class). I explained my situation, but he still refused. I dropped out of the class even though semester was practically over. The stress of it was killing me.
So I got no grade or credit for the class.
Idiots like these shouldn't be teaching. Then again he was pretty racist and misogynist, and was always picking on me and glaring at me even if he was talking to another student.
Wish I'd known better at the time, I should have reported him, but just the effort to get to my classes everyday was awful. It took me 6 years to get healthier (I had to drop out because of how bad I got), so it's only recently that I realized how absurd the situation was.
I wonder what he was trying to teach me?