This week has been horrible, let me explain why.
Last week Thursday I ordered two books for school that I absolutely had to have from the University bookstore. They were both "custom" editions so I couldn't get them online. I placed the order Thursday morning, I was advised it would be two business days before they were ready. So I assumed Monday. One of the books I had to have for class Monday morning.
Well, Monday morning I stroll into the bookstore, wait, the girl at the door tells me that pick ups are downstairs, there are no signs to indicate this anywhere. So I make my way downstairs and stand in a line, I reach the counter and am informed my book order isn't ready yet. I ask to cancel it and I will just buy the books now. I am told to go back upstairs to do this.
I go back upstairs to the main bookstore, front door girl tells me that the small kiosk in the back of the store can help cancel it, so I go there. I explain to the student worker that I want to cancel my online order, he stares at me blankly for a moment until I clear my throat, "I don't know how to do that, hold on a second."
It is now 30 minutes until class time which is across campus.
"Aaron the manager will help you in his office." I walk to his office door where he is blathering on his office phone for a few minutes, he finally looks up and "cancels" my order. I go pick out the book I need today, which is my German packet, and proceed to the register. It's 200 dollars for a loose leaf stack of papers and a textbook. I tell the girl ringing up my order that this is a lot of money to not even get a reach around, but I collect my book and head for the door.... where I get stopped. "Can I see your receipt?" Instead of pointing out that this person was standing less than 10 feet away watching me pay for the only item in my hands, I let them check off my receipt and waste another 30 seconds of my time.
I book it into first day of German class which is being taught by a man who looks, sounds, gestures like, and is evidently a clone of my father in law. I like my father in law, but I don't want to take a class from him. I decide that I'm going to drop this class.
Later that day while walking to Frandsen Humanities, the English building where I practically live, a girl walking in front of me is wearing a thin, tight spaghetti strap tank top, I'm walking behind her when I notice both straps snap, she squeals and her friend jumps in front of her while she tries to figure out what the hell to do. I kept walking, of course, I've got somewhere to be and shit to do.
A few days later I notice in my bank account that my online order at the bookstore charged to my card anyway. I go in and walk right into Aaron's office and tell him that he didn't cancel my order and I need it fixed. "No man, I cancelled it--" I interrupted him to say "look, don't be a dipshit about this, just FIX IT." He leads me downstairs and hey, what do you know, my order is pulled and ready and billed my card. I collect it, and then immediately turn around and return it. As of this writing, the money is still not back in my account, which means Aaron gets to have me visit his office again on Tuesday, this time I'm good and pissed.
Then there's the part where I e-mailed the director of undergraduate services, Joe Caladonothinglazyasshole, asking two questions. 1. My 331 class says that it can count as a higher level elective of my choice, how do I do this, and how do I find out what it can count as? 2. I want to change my minor from History to English-Literature, that I would be an English-Writing major with an English-Lit minor.
I got this:
"We discourage majoring and minoring in English with the exception of a TESOL minor with and English major."
Nothing else. I don't rightly care if you encourage or discourage, at no point did I ask for advice, I want to know if it can be done, and if so, I WILL do it.
Other than that things have been okay, kids complaining that class is boring which I don't agree with. Good professors now, another blog post next week assuming I am not too busy.