I remember halfway through my first term I forced my dramaturgy professor to admit he didn't know my name. There were six of us in the class. As I remember it, later that that same day, a directing student blamed me for his project not going well, and the room erupted in dire warnings against dramaturgs. And, well, I lost my temper. I went home and started packing...
SOURCE: HowlRound at 04:47PM on July 11, 2013