“Professor”, eh? Fours years in college and two getting a Masters left me immune to being impressed by letters at the end of their names.
Good for you, you are only really educated when you no longer need your teachers.
I actually PO’ed my university academic counselor, who was also my professor for two quarters in a couple classes toward my major, when he told me I should go for a PhD and I replied that I was not interested in joining the academic priesthood. The look on his face was classic.