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Lazy ones, dumb ones, some as dense as a rock...
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So, school started, working, and yeah, here's some stuff.
What, I'm tired, and got a Mid-term tomorrow, leave me alone. XD
Little to no editing yet, will fix as seen.
The Student who waited:
So, student walks up, and this is the conversation.
Me: Hey, need some help?
Student: Yeah, I need help.
Me: (Slight Pause) Okay, with what?
Student: I need to register.
Me: Okay, for college, or sign up for classes?
Student: College.
Me: Okay, so, we have a Paper application, and an Online application, which would you prefer?
Student: I already applied.
Me: (Of course, so glad you could remember) Ah, so you want to sign up for classes?
Student: Yeah, but I never got my student ID number.
Me: Okay, we can look it up over here.
(Shows him how, everything goes okay)
Me: Okay, so, I’ll show you how to search for classes, but as a heads up, any class that’s already started will require a permission number to join it, you get those from the professors, and from the professors only.
Student: Ah man, that sucks. Wish the school had sent me my student ID number sooner.
Me: When did you apply?
Student: Back before I graduated.
Me: (...) Last May?
Student: Yeah, if they’d gotten that to me, I coulda signed up. Had to come in myself, take care of it myself. (Shakes head disapprovingly)
You waited for 4 months for the school to send you, by email, you ID number.
Something that should only have taken a day.
You waited 4 months.
Wow.
You’re either amazingly Patient, or a ridiculous Procrastinator.
It’s starts with a “P”, and it’s one of those two.
Well, let’s see where the next story leads us, come along Pond.
I have put far too many ranks in Diplomacy:
Brief overview of the SC I mentioned briefly last post.
I’m a Diplomancer, it’s what I do, I’m really good at being Friendly, and most SC’s end up thinking I’m their best Bud by the time we’re done.
I hate interacting with them, but any Difficult Student, I usually make sure I take care of, in a professional setting, I make an excellent social tank.
Well, I took the day that we put my poor Beagle down off. And, of course, that’s when one of those students comes in.
She always spend the whole time trying to badger her children (Hence, why I call her the Broodmother, mentally of course), trying to criticize them, belittle them, act like they’re generally incapable. the Daughter ignores her, and the Son just gives back as good as he gets, though thankfully quieter. It never goes beyond that, because I help process those kids as fast as possible, and every time she starts laying into them, I’m really good at disarming her.
Well, my coworker isn’t. In fact, he’s only helped them once, and it wasn’t pleasant for anyone.
It ended with the Mother having Campus Security/Police called on her, for screaming at her kids, and my coworker (Apparently, amongst all of it was a demand for me to help them, not likely, was cuddling my dying beagle you f%$king ego-centric b^%$# on the other side of the city). My coworker was significantly verbally abused (You can’t help us, you can’t speak english (ESL student worker, yeah, not sure of the wisdom myself for the position, but he’s a nice guy and he tries hard), you’re incompetent, etc.) , but, they calmed down enough as the Security/Police got there that they were simply removed from campus for that day. I’ve seen them around since, but, they’ve ignored us.
I felt pretty bad, effectively set my coworker up for this. Always took the problem students, as I was training him (That day was also his first solo day), and I didn’t want him to have to deal with them yet.
Heard about this later that day, friend was there, filling out a financial aid application while we were saying goodby to another friend.
I won’t mention it again, but god, I miss that beagle. Went through so much with her.
Is that things about repetition and insanity true? Cause… yeah…:
I can’t type this student's words, I… just can’t. No script for this one.
So, student signs up for classes. Student waits two days, and gets a cashier's check from bank. Student shows up. Student is directed to correct line by a certain someone, and, upon being questioned and their purpose analyzed, student is informed of the same policy they should have read/heard at least twice. That, since the semester has started, and they didn’t pay within 24 hours of signing up for classes, that student was dropped. Student ignores it, as they were in their classes last they checked, until they get to the front of the line, and discover that, since the semester has started, and they didn’t pay within 24 hours of signing up for classes, that student was dropped from their classes.
Student immediately raises voice, complaining that this college always gives them problems, that this college doesn’t care, and this happens every time.
The smart amongst you are likely rolling your eyes.
I wish I could have.
But no, I needed to peel her ire off the poor Clerk, and take it myself, and I can’t do that if I’m honest about my opinions on someone.
So, it takes a fair amount of time to reassure the student they can get their classes back. I’m unsure how many times I had to say, “Just get new permission numbers, we’ll re-add you, and then you can pay and be done”, and how many times she griped about how bad this college was, how we don’t help, how we always do this to her, etc.
And of course, same song and dance when she comes back, re-adds the classes, and pays.
As well as a few days later when she wants to add new classes, and pay for those.
The kicker: She’s unsure which of those classes she will actually take all the way through the semester. She’s intentionally overloading herself, so she can pick and choose what she wants after the fact.
Oh, and as always, she think’s I’m her greatest buddy and helper.
Someone please drop that Bass, I’ll pay good money:
Have had students in the cafeteria (Connected to my lobby area) bring in 1 foot by 2 foot speakers/bass, and play music surprisingly loud.
Of course, when approached about it, people are “Narks” for complaining, and the school is “racist” for the policy enforcement.
Nevermind that the Police (And the college president) involved were of the same ethnicity, nope, Racism all the way up in here, totally.
Now, if we could just get rid of that stupid frikking piano…
Well… that’s a new way to game the system.:
Couple comes in, had all their ID’s stolen, needs it for a cruise. So, they apply to the college, enroll in classes, pay for classes, and badger the campus into issuing a Student ID (Considered legal photo ID, and always requires other Photo ID to get) without existing Photo ID, all so they could still go on their cruise, as everything would be too slow and they’d have to cancel.
Bonus points: They even dropped the classes afterwards and, I beleive, applied for a refund.
What the everliving f%^$.
Quickkies:
“Why is the line so long, and WHYYYYY don’t you have more than one window open?”
“Likely on Lunch, or break, will be back shortly.”
“They should have made better plans, and made sure there was enough people here! Everyone knows that the first week of school is the busiest!”
The why the FUCK are YOU here? Physician! Heal thyself!
“I need these classes, and they’re all full, show me open ones!”
“There aren’t any.”
“But I need them!”
Well, then you really needed to get your ass into that class earlier huh, say, nearly 4 MONTHS ago?! But no, I’m sure 2 weeks LATE will be fine.
“My Financial Aid won’t process for a few more days, will I be dropped from my classes?”
“When did you apply?”
“Today.”
“When did you enroll in your classes?”
“Yesterday.”
“...yes, you’ll be dropped.”
“That’s not fair, my financial Aid won’t be processed yet!”
No shit. Perhaps PLANNING might be a good idea?
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Sorry for brevity, and lack of entertainment. Will have some better ones next time.
I’m just… done, wiped out already. The little dancing monkey needs new batteries, until then… I’m just done.
Didn’t even post the worst, can’t remember the worst, I’m good at forgetting the worst, never remember the worst. Makes everything brighter.
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So, school started, working, and yeah, here's some stuff.
What, I'm tired, and got a Mid-term tomorrow, leave me alone. XD
Little to no editing yet, will fix as seen.
The Student who waited:
So, student walks up, and this is the conversation.
Me: Hey, need some help?
Student: Yeah, I need help.
Me: (Slight Pause) Okay, with what?
Student: I need to register.
Me: Okay, for college, or sign up for classes?
Student: College.
Me: Okay, so, we have a Paper application, and an Online application, which would you prefer?
Student: I already applied.
Me: (Of course, so glad you could remember) Ah, so you want to sign up for classes?
Student: Yeah, but I never got my student ID number.
Me: Okay, we can look it up over here.
(Shows him how, everything goes okay)
Me: Okay, so, I’ll show you how to search for classes, but as a heads up, any class that’s already started will require a permission number to join it, you get those from the professors, and from the professors only.
Student: Ah man, that sucks. Wish the school had sent me my student ID number sooner.
Me: When did you apply?
Student: Back before I graduated.
Me: (...) Last May?
Student: Yeah, if they’d gotten that to me, I coulda signed up. Had to come in myself, take care of it myself. (Shakes head disapprovingly)
You waited for 4 months for the school to send you, by email, you ID number.
Something that should only have taken a day.
You waited 4 months.
Wow.
You’re either amazingly Patient, or a ridiculous Procrastinator.
It’s starts with a “P”, and it’s one of those two.
Well, let’s see where the next story leads us, come along Pond.
I have put far too many ranks in Diplomacy:
Brief overview of the SC I mentioned briefly last post.
I’m a Diplomancer, it’s what I do, I’m really good at being Friendly, and most SC’s end up thinking I’m their best Bud by the time we’re done.
I hate interacting with them, but any Difficult Student, I usually make sure I take care of, in a professional setting, I make an excellent social tank.
Well, I took the day that we put my poor Beagle down off. And, of course, that’s when one of those students comes in.
She always spend the whole time trying to badger her children (Hence, why I call her the Broodmother, mentally of course), trying to criticize them, belittle them, act like they’re generally incapable. the Daughter ignores her, and the Son just gives back as good as he gets, though thankfully quieter. It never goes beyond that, because I help process those kids as fast as possible, and every time she starts laying into them, I’m really good at disarming her.
Well, my coworker isn’t. In fact, he’s only helped them once, and it wasn’t pleasant for anyone.
It ended with the Mother having Campus Security/Police called on her, for screaming at her kids, and my coworker (Apparently, amongst all of it was a demand for me to help them, not likely, was cuddling my dying beagle you f%$king ego-centric b^%$# on the other side of the city). My coworker was significantly verbally abused (You can’t help us, you can’t speak english (ESL student worker, yeah, not sure of the wisdom myself for the position, but he’s a nice guy and he tries hard), you’re incompetent, etc.) , but, they calmed down enough as the Security/Police got there that they were simply removed from campus for that day. I’ve seen them around since, but, they’ve ignored us.
I felt pretty bad, effectively set my coworker up for this. Always took the problem students, as I was training him (That day was also his first solo day), and I didn’t want him to have to deal with them yet.
Heard about this later that day, friend was there, filling out a financial aid application while we were saying goodby to another friend.
I won’t mention it again, but god, I miss that beagle. Went through so much with her.
Is that things about repetition and insanity true? Cause… yeah…:
I can’t type this student's words, I… just can’t. No script for this one.
So, student signs up for classes. Student waits two days, and gets a cashier's check from bank. Student shows up. Student is directed to correct line by a certain someone, and, upon being questioned and their purpose analyzed, student is informed of the same policy they should have read/heard at least twice. That, since the semester has started, and they didn’t pay within 24 hours of signing up for classes, that student was dropped. Student ignores it, as they were in their classes last they checked, until they get to the front of the line, and discover that, since the semester has started, and they didn’t pay within 24 hours of signing up for classes, that student was dropped from their classes.
Student immediately raises voice, complaining that this college always gives them problems, that this college doesn’t care, and this happens every time.
The smart amongst you are likely rolling your eyes.
I wish I could have.
But no, I needed to peel her ire off the poor Clerk, and take it myself, and I can’t do that if I’m honest about my opinions on someone.
So, it takes a fair amount of time to reassure the student they can get their classes back. I’m unsure how many times I had to say, “Just get new permission numbers, we’ll re-add you, and then you can pay and be done”, and how many times she griped about how bad this college was, how we don’t help, how we always do this to her, etc.
And of course, same song and dance when she comes back, re-adds the classes, and pays.
As well as a few days later when she wants to add new classes, and pay for those.
The kicker: She’s unsure which of those classes she will actually take all the way through the semester. She’s intentionally overloading herself, so she can pick and choose what she wants after the fact.
Oh, and as always, she think’s I’m her greatest buddy and helper.
Someone please drop that Bass, I’ll pay good money:
Have had students in the cafeteria (Connected to my lobby area) bring in 1 foot by 2 foot speakers/bass, and play music surprisingly loud.
Of course, when approached about it, people are “Narks” for complaining, and the school is “racist” for the policy enforcement.
Nevermind that the Police (And the college president) involved were of the same ethnicity, nope, Racism all the way up in here, totally.
Now, if we could just get rid of that stupid frikking piano…
Well… that’s a new way to game the system.:
Couple comes in, had all their ID’s stolen, needs it for a cruise. So, they apply to the college, enroll in classes, pay for classes, and badger the campus into issuing a Student ID (Considered legal photo ID, and always requires other Photo ID to get) without existing Photo ID, all so they could still go on their cruise, as everything would be too slow and they’d have to cancel.
Bonus points: They even dropped the classes afterwards and, I beleive, applied for a refund.
What the everliving f%^$.
Quickkies:
“Why is the line so long, and WHYYYYY don’t you have more than one window open?”
“Likely on Lunch, or break, will be back shortly.”
“They should have made better plans, and made sure there was enough people here! Everyone knows that the first week of school is the busiest!”
The why the FUCK are YOU here? Physician! Heal thyself!
“I need these classes, and they’re all full, show me open ones!”
“There aren’t any.”
“But I need them!”
Well, then you really needed to get your ass into that class earlier huh, say, nearly 4 MONTHS ago?! But no, I’m sure 2 weeks LATE will be fine.
“My Financial Aid won’t process for a few more days, will I be dropped from my classes?”
“When did you apply?”
“Today.”
“When did you enroll in your classes?”
“Yesterday.”
“...yes, you’ll be dropped.”
“That’s not fair, my financial Aid won’t be processed yet!”
No shit. Perhaps PLANNING might be a good idea?
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Sorry for brevity, and lack of entertainment. Will have some better ones next time.
I’m just… done, wiped out already. The little dancing monkey needs new batteries, until then… I’m just done.
Didn’t even post the worst, can’t remember the worst, I’m good at forgetting the worst, never remember the worst. Makes everything brighter.
It hurts to lose a beloved furry friend.
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