Today I sat in the very back of the class to try and avoid getting weird stares for eating in class. About two bites after I'm into my meal, my prof looks at me and says "What are you eating?" and I said "You want to know what I'm eating?" and he responded "Yea" and I said "Shrimp, chicken and potatoes." He told me to put it away and that it it's like "kindergarten", "If you don't have enough for the whole class, then don't bring it." I just gave him a pretty cold stare and after class I approached him and said "Why is me eating a disruption?" He goes, "Because I said no eating on the first day." I said, "I sat in the back of the class to avoid being a disruption and I'm a pretty serious lifter and I just got done lifting before class and it's important to eat after you get done lifting." He goes "If you're eating, you're not paying attention to my class" I said "As a football coach, you should know about nutrition..." And he said some shit and I walked off. The class is Sports Psychology ... that motherfucker is a douche. ibcoolstorehanzel but I was pissed.