To finish London Met Uni, I had to do a dissertation for Creative Writing. I was assigned to one of the elder, more veteran tutors and we got along well until the end. After recieving his feedback on my work, he called me into his office to discuss it... and said he was disappointed that I hadn't made up for my short comings and how I hadn't always listened to him. We spent half a year together and the old bastard has to let fly his petty little feelings like that. A guy with old, little, brittle teeth had to take a cheap shot at me in the end because I didn't measure up to his expectations! However experienced you are, you can't do that to somebody at the end of any assignment for such a little thing. It's out of line!