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  • Tales From The College: Some Doozies

    And I'm back with some more tales from the various departments I assist in within the college. There are some utter doozies here. Hoo boy...

    Note: terms are kept generally vague for identity reasons.

    Check your "sent" box
    One from our student wellbeing meeting this week: student made a request to withdraw from the course. OK, fair enough, reasons were fairly sound.
    Except that she had apparently asked to withdraw last year via email....
    Cue the relief course head flipping through the student's file and finding no such email existed. Course head opts to inform student of this. Student insists that she sent the email last year...

    This would have made sense, if the student's email address wasn't one which can easily be accessed via a web browser - in other words, the "sent" email would STILL BE THERE.



    That's NOT the most mature response...
    This one came from our conversion course I help out with.

    Background: So this semester, we're slowly switching to an online version of the feedback forms we give to our students out on placement after their mentor visit. Previously, the mentors would write in a book we gave the student, then they'd send us a brief email informing us of the student's progress. This form more or less consolidated the two together and also meant that we could deal with student issues when they arose, rather than after the fact. Students who struggle both on-campus or on-placement can be given a "Homework Contract" whereby they have an extra task or two to do to improve on something they're struggling with and this gets checked at a later mentor visit. /end background.

    We had about 3-4 students fail their halfway assessment visit last week for various reasons. Normally, this is a wakeup call for said student and they appreciate any extra support they get and most of them go on to pass their final assessment (halfway assessment is more a case of "if today was your final, this is what your grade will be, you have <x> weeks to improve."). Most of our current crop of students took the news well and I've made sure that they get some good mentors for support. Enter Sucky Student.

    Sucky Student decided that instead of reflecting on where they went wrong during their halfway point assessment and figuring how to improve, they would instead use the opportunity to give reflective feedback to complain at length about one of our mentors.

    This wouldn't have been so bad, except that due to us setting up the reflective feedback as an online form, it also went to the mentor who assessed that student. (That mentor thankfully has a flawless track record so no action will be taken against them, particularly because the feedback given during the assessment was in line with the feedback from previous weeks. They were very upset though )

    Sucky Student is going to get a huge reality check though - they has a new mentor this week who does not take any shit from students and will be conducting their final assessment.

    And this is even worse...
    The above story also reminded me of an even older case of a student who did not act maturely when given negative feedback. This was from last year, when the feedback was still handwritten.

    The student in this case had not been doing so well during their placement. This was one of those cases where they'd failed their halfway assessment, then proceeded to fail their final assessment as well.

    Their response upon being given their final grade however? To throw a childish tantrum in the foyer of the facility they'd been allocated to, right where the residents, visitors and staff could see. And this was a full-blown, throwing herself on the floor, screaming and thrashing type of temper tantrum as well. Unsurprisingly, the student appealed that grade and complained about the mentor arrangement. The copious notes given however, along with several emails from me outlining the process for scheduling however, resulted in both of those being dismissed.

    Sadly, this resulted in the mentor who had to give the grade to the student being left quite shaken, to the point where a rule was put in place that if she had to give another fail grade to a student, she'd teleconference us in first. (we were happy to accommodate that request. Generally we don't fail students out of the blue, if there's considerable evidence to show that they're struggling, they'll likely fail. This was one of those cases.)

    You had an extra week to prepare: WTF?!
    Across the college, if you are going on any sort of field placement that requires police clearances, immunisations, extra training or similar, your paperwork has to be verified by "authorised personnel" before you're allowed to set foot on your placement.

    In one of the cases, students were given an extra week to prepare due to some unintentional scheduling issues.

    Come the day that the personnel were due to come on campus to check the paperwork and we still had students who were NOT ready for their paperwork check.

    These students were given WEEKS to prepare. W.T.F.
    Last edited by LadyofArc; 03-16-2018, 09:45 AM.

  • #2
    Quoth LadyofArc View Post
    Their response upon being given their final grade however? To throw a childish tantrum in the foyer of the facility they'd been allocated to, right where the residents, visitors and staff could see. And this was a full-blown, throwing herself on the floor, screaming and thrashing type of temper tantrum as well.
    It blows my mind how a grown person could react this way to anything (unless they had legitimate mental issues).

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    • #3
      Honestly, I react that way, but completely internally. I have a problem with admitting I'm wrong. Huge flaw.
      "Is it hot in here to you? It's very warm, isn't it?"--Nero, probably

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      • #4
        I'm having a total brain fart here LOL! So, in the first story, was the student's e-mail never actually sent and still a draft in their own e-mail. Sorry if I misread..having a total brain fart haha!

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        • #5
          Quoth Monterey Jack View Post
          It blows my mind how a grown person could react this way to anything (unless they had legitimate mental issues).
          If the student did, then they'd done a very good job of hiding it while on-campus.

          We have had students suffer some pretty bad breakdowns when things have gone pear-shaped during mentor visits. We're not horrible human beings however and we do make assessments on how to proceed on a case-by-case basis.

          Quoth Food Lady View Post
          Honestly, I react that way, but completely internally. I have a problem with admitting I'm wrong. Huge flaw.
          So do I on occasion.

          Quoth kibbles View Post
          I'm having a total brain fart here LOL! So, in the first story, was the student's e-mail never actually sent and still a draft in their own e-mail. Sorry if I misread..having a total brain fart haha!
          It's likely either this or they did send the email but couldn't retrieve it as "proof."

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          • #6
            Quoth Food Lady View Post
            Honestly, I react that way, but completely internally. I have a problem with admitting I'm wrong. Huge flaw.
            Internally doesn't count! The test here is, precisely, someone's ability to maintain their social mask under such a challenge. Unwise or inappropriate remarks are points off, but a tantrum or rampage fails outright.

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            • #7
              I agree..if it's sent, everything always stays in the sent box..very true!

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              • #8
                Quoth Mental_Mouse View Post
                Internally doesn't count! The test here is, precisely, someone's ability to maintain their social mask under such a challenge. Unwise or inappropriate remarks are points off, but a tantrum or rampage fails outright.
                As someone who has difficulties regulating emotions, I can empathise a little bit with the student. If she'd had her breakdown somewhere in privacy or even semi-privacy, I wouldn't have posted her story up.

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                • #9
                  Quoth LadyofArc View Post
                  As someone who has difficulties regulating emotions, I can empathise a little bit with the student. If she'd had her breakdown somewhere in privacy or even semi-privacy, I wouldn't have posted her story up.
                  This reminds me of a New Yorker comic I saw years ago.

                  A guy misses an easy shot in a Pool tournament. He suddenly puts on this cheesy grin. He keeps this grin on as he's leaving the pool hall, walking down the street, putting his key into the lock, and putting his jacket and hat on the hat rack. After he does all that, he has his tantrum, scaring his wife and cat.

                  Unfortunately, I can't find this comic.
                  This site proves Corey Taylor right. Man really is a "four letter word."

                  I'm now using my Deviant Art page to post my humor.

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                  • #10
                    Quoth LadyofArc View Post
                    As someone who has difficulties regulating emotions, I can empathise a little bit with the student. If she'd had her breakdown somewhere in privacy or even semi-privacy, I wouldn't have posted her story up.
                    Precisely my point ā€” saving it for privacy or safe space is handling it successfully. I can sympathize myself, but public tantrums are still failing a basic standard.

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                    • #11
                      My wife is a secretary at an state collage and works with 3 departments and none of this surprises me.
                      AkaiKitsune
                      Sarcasm dear, sarcasm. Iā€™m well aware that dealing with civilians in any capacity will skin your faith in humanity alive, then pickle anything that remains so as to watch it shrivel up into an immortal husk thus reminding you of how dead inside you now are.

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                      • #12
                        Not a college student, but I once witnessed a melt down that I still tell stories about. Settle in, this will be slightly long.

                        About 10-15 years (maybe longer, it was before cell phones were a thing) ago we had gone on a motorcycle ride and stopped at a local diner for a late breakfast. My sweetie is rather clueless and very hard of hearing, so missed most of this. The drive to get to the exit for this diner is up the 17, just as you are leveling off on a pretty steep grade (posted to turn off AC to avoid over heating along with other warnings about driving off cliffs and such.)

                        We were just seated by a window when I heard a car pulling in with a badly knocking engine and a little steam coming out from under the hood. The driver, a man in his 30's got out, walked around to the passenger door, helped his lady friend out and escorted her into the diner. When they were seated the man asked the waitress for a jug of water for his car. He was all calm and smiles.

                        When he went out to open his hood, I started to get up to stop him from opening the radiator cap, but his luck was with him. His drive up the mountain had totally drained the radiator, but he did get some steam when he poured the water in.

                        He came back in, ordered and asked for more water. This continued all through the meal until he overfilled the radiator. He then thunked the hood closed with the satisfied air of a Man Who Has Solved a Problem.

                        We finished first but being smokers and bikers, (smoking while on a bike moving 70 miles per hour isn't very wise, plus we had to gear up) so were able to see the finale.

                        The man escorted his lady back to the car, opened her door and waited until she was settled, then went to the drivers seat and tried to start the car. Nothing. He probably tried again several times by his arm movements, the calmly said something to his lady, got out of the car, opened her door and helped her out then escorted her to a tree so she could have some shade to wait in.

                        Then he calmly walked back to his car, unlocked the trunk, pulled out a baseball bat and proceeded to go crazy on his car. He kicked it, screamed at it, and bashed dents and windows with the bat.

                        Random adult tantrums are always fun to watch, but wow, this one was totally unexpected!

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                        • #13
                          Quoth Mental_Mouse View Post
                          Precisely my point ā€” saving it for privacy or safe space is handling it successfully.
                          Would the helmet of a radiation suit be private enough?

                          https://youtu.be/N4R1Jbwi63A

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