| - kill the Idiot counselor Part 3 - - - Hmmmmm not good. Went to the school yesterday (SVC) at 10AM. Took my entrance exam because it’s their policy to have that for ALL students even if you’re a transfer student. Anyway, that took about an hour for the math and the English test. I scored 197 out of a possible 200. So I thought, “ok… cool. The other two times probably don’t mean anything and things are going to be great now.” I go to the admission adviser’s office after I’m done and she tells me that I still need to complete 3 more G.E. classes (Critical Thinking, Cultural Diversity, and Technical Writing. I was like, “WHAT??? What do you mean?? I have everything that is required! I have everything all the other schools need too!” (Prior to that, the week before,… the advisor tells me that the transcripts seem to look good except for one and they’re doing more research on that. So I’m thinking, “ok, cool… I know they’re going to clear everything up by the time I get there.”) My ditsy advisor is telling me that she’ll have the registrar look at it again. So I wait… and wait… and wait. 20 minutes later, she comes in and says that she’s looking at it and said that the registrar person told her that I need to get course descriptions to make sure that I can get rid of those G.E.’s. Now I’m thinking, Isn’t that their job to try to fit all the puzzles together and find out? I tell my advisor that it’s going to take a while to get the descriptions because you have to put into account if the class is still available and if the descriptions have changed for those classes. And the funny part about it is that they wanted me to get the description from the catalog for the years that I attended those classes. Of course that’s almost IMPOSSIBLE. Who keeps their old catalogs?! I asked her, “Don’t you guys keep catalogs of different school? How do you know what is transferable and what’s not? Do you base it on the title of the course?? What’s the criteria?? How do you guys determine what is a transferable class? Do you expect all the potential students you have to get their course descriptions before they come for a visit? Shouldn’t there be something in your catalog that specifically tells you to get your course descriptions ready?” So yeah.. I went on and on.. and I think I scared her even more because she couldn’t answer anything I was asking her. She’d put it to someone else like, “Ooh, that’s not my department, I think the office of the registrar would have those… I think?” so I said, “Can you call them and find out?? Or maybe you can call the schools that I’ve attended and see if you can get a course description for the classes I took.” and she’s all reluctant and said.. “well, If you want, I guess can do the grunt work, let me go check on your transcripts, Elvie (the dean of the school or something) has to go to a meeting.” So I’m sitting there again… waiting and waiting for a while, all of a sudden, some woman who looks like Richard Lewis (Jewish Comedian) comes from behind, taps my shoulder and gives me her name (which I forgot because I didn’t care for it), and talks down to me and says, “You know what? I’m going have you do a favor for US, I’d like you to go to our library and use the computer in there to look up the course descriptions. You do know how to use a computer don’t you?” OMG… I was about to kill her! But I was calm and I was rational… and I told her, “Not all the schools have course descriptions available on the internet. UC Davis has a course description book that you have to purchase through their book store or online.” And she said, “Well.. you’re going to have to do the best with what you have.” And then she left! BITCH! I didn’t say that,.. but I was thinking it. Anyway, Where the fuck was the library?!?! So I left the office after waiting 5 minutes for the advisor to come back. I didn’t know where she went, and I wasn’t going to waist more time. So I started to walk around and I finally found the library which really wasn’t a library… more like a tiny computer lab when desks and chairs in the middle of the room. I print out a fat stack of things and I take it to a different advisor because the one who’s supposed to be mine, suddenly just disappeared. So I’m talking to him, and he’s the one who stood me up on the first visit! He’s lucky acted like he knew more about the school than my advisor or else I would have given it to him. Man! Anyway, so he’s checking it out and he tells me, “we’ll, To me it seems like yeah, you do have all the G.E. required… but I’m not the one who is in control of that.” And I’m thinking, why the fuck are you guys even here?! So he takes my stuff over to that person again. And 10 minutes later, he comes back and tells me that he could only clear that Cultural Diversity up… and they had to combine one of my Anthropology classes and a Sociology class together because “She knows Anthropology, she majored in it” Who the fuck cares?!?! Just gimme the freakin credits and get it over with you lame ass bitches! I just want to finish up my school and these assholes are holding me back and wanting more money out of my admissions by giving me more classes to take that I’ve already taken!! I’m SOOOO pissed off about that. Man! So my advisor finally shows up and says, “How’s everything going?” I had to use SO much energy not to yell at her. We go back into her office… it’s about 1PM now, and I have a financial aid meeting to attend at 1… so I ask her, “How about my financial aid meeting? Maybe we can reschedule it for 2?” I swear!!! IF I WAS WORKING THERE… SHE’D BE SOOOOO FIRED! … so I said.. “HOW ABOUT YOU CALL THEM, AND RESCHEDULE MY APPOINTMENT FOR 2PM?????” so she did and got me in at two. Then she started complaining that her head hurt. Why she complaining!? Cuz she doesn’t know what she’s doing?! Cuz she’s an advisor and I’m having to advise her on what to do!? Give me your fuckin job! Man! I don’t think I’m being too bad on her. She’s getting paid to use a space in the office and having people advise themselves on matters that are uncontrollable in my part. Is it me?! Is it me?! Come on guys… Anyway, flash forward. I finally make it to the Financial Aid office. My “advisor” tells me to have a seat and they’ll be with me in a moment. She leaves, I look around and I see nobody there… the office is decorated in Halloween stuff.. you kow, the usual, spider webs, little tiny black plastic spiders on the webs… a few plastic pumpkins and bowls everywhere with candies. So I’m sitting there… and this black guy (Diva wannabe wearing flip flops, sleeveless shirt and dark jeans with his cow patterned side bag that has probably nothing in there) walks in with this other black lady. I guess she needed to get something from there. So they do their thing and start to leave.. and they pass one of the candy bowls, and the guy looks at it, puts his hand in there… grabs a whole handful of candies, and starts foraging trough the candy like it’s a bowl full of quarters (hand/finger motions open, close, open, close hand at a rapid pace) and asks her if she wants any, she says no, and he take a handful and puts it in his “purse”. Annoying! So someone finally comes in who is a financial aid rep. She’s probably Chinese and white mix.. and she doesn’t say anything to me, starts putting things away… does other things. While that’s going on, I look to my left and I see the dean walking towards her office… I look down a little and I see that the guy dropped a hard orange candy. So she’s walking and just before she goes into her office, she glances at the candy and goes into her office… Why didn’t she just pick it up!? WHY!? How hard is it?! Not the candy! I mean, how hard is it to pick it up!? She clearly saw it,.. and she didn’t do anything about it. Someone could trip on that candy and sue the school! Lazy! Then this black woman who looks professional in her white suit and 3 inch heels walks in and is just lookin like she just had a good ass lunch and she sits at the front desk and chills… So after 20 minutes of waiting. The FA Rep says, “Ok, you can come here now” and I’m like… “umm.. ok” I say “Hi” and she’s like “hello” Where are her manners?! If I didn’t say anything, she’d probably wouldn’t say anything either. Ok… I give her my FAFSA Pin number, and my W2 and she tries to log me in, but she can’t for some reason. She tells that black lady in white to come over and “sit in on this one”. So she turns to my W2 and tries to generate an award letter for me… she notices that I have transfer classes and she’s going to have to try to calculate all the financial stuff that needs to be deducted because I won’t need to take most of the GE classes. After 5 minutes, SHERIE Wong or whatever her name is says, “My head hurts”… yup.. quote of the day. So she’s saying to the black woman that this is an odd case because it’s their biggest program and I have transfer classes and such so it’s going to be a little difficult. I’m sitting there.. doing nothing and listening.. and I ask them if I should fill this financial aid stuff in the packet they gave me. And she’s all like “Yeah, that would be great” So I fill it out and I glance up and I look at the black lady and she’s all fallin asleep!! Hahahahahahhaa I caught her closing her eyes as her eye lids shake a little hahaha that’s so funny. Finally, they’re done with my report. Final outcome? Not enough financial aid, and over 500 bux a month for 27 months while I’m going to school to give to them. Can you imagine borrowing 30 thousand dollars and having to pay over 500 bux a month while you’re in school and with a growing interest in the 30 thousand?? And to make it a little easier, I can borrow the 13 Thousand they want me to pay with a 9% interest! So… long story short, Got out of there at 3:30PM, and I felt like I wasted all my day off. nope, I’m not going to go to that school. 3rd time’s the charm they say.. they’re 3rd time wasn’t the one. Hope I’ll find a place soon. |
