With two weeks to go, the class was getting a bit restless and a few people where mucking up throwing paper air planes.
Unfortunately one stray plane smashed into the blackboard nearly hit the prof in the back of the head.
The lecture theatre went deadly silent. The prof turned around, collected his notes, wished us all good luck in the upcoming end of year exam and walk out of the lecture.
He also went M.I.A. for the remaining four lectures in the two weeks that followed.
But he got his revenge, by setting one of the hardest first year maths exams, which ended up having an average mark well below 50%.
So many people failed the faculty had to lower the pass mark.
Also the paper planes had started to appear in earlier lectures and the prof did pretty much ignore them.
I think it in this instance it was the plane crashing into the blackboard (and making a pretty loud thud) only inches from his left ear that finally made him snap.
Apparently we weren't incredibly smart.