If you went to college, you know finals week is a blind descent into madness. There’s not enough time in the day to get your shit done and study. If you’re one of the poor bastards like me, who choose to cram last minute, you’re in for some pain. What’s even better? Professors know exactly what you’re going through and give no fucks. They have a job to do too. Then you have this professor, who was so enraged by his classes performance, he sent out an email personally naming and destroying individuals.