Policies

I really do mean it when I say:

You need an appointment to get any of our services.
Your counselor is NOT available right now.
We are booked solid until next week.
Pregnancy does not count as a disability.
We can't make the city stop working on the streets so you can get to class on time.
I can neither confirm nor deny that your adult child is using our services.
Even if he or she WERE using our services, I still can't tell you anything.
The deaf student in your class can't possibly fulfill a listening assignment so stop asking me how the deaf student in your class is going to get a good grade.
Just because someone is deaf does not mean they are stupid or that you have to give them two copies of the assignment "to make sure they understand it."
You have to meet with your counselor every semester--the process is not automatic.

Things I sometimes WISH I could say:

I don't care WHO you are, your child has to go through the same procedure as EVERYONE ELSE.
Don't bully me into letting you see your counselor when I've already told you three times that they are booked solid and do not have time to "just answer a few questions."
Because your "few questions" are largely irrelevant and will take an hour to answer.
Stop hanging out near your counselor's office--you're acting like a stalker.
Don't give me the stink-eye for enforcing these policies.
I don't care to hear your life story.
Stop trying to flirt with me.
Don't lean/reach over my counter and comment on the book my coworker is reading.
There is an invisible wall that you just crossed and I want to staple your hand now.
I also don't care about your political views or opinions about education.
Ew ew ew ew. Stop looking at me.
Maybe if you stopped and thought about things, did your homework, went to class, and PAID ATTENTION, you'd pass. So stop blaming us/the system for your failures.
Just GRADUATE and go AWAY, already.
Don't tell me about the grates in the floor that need replacing--we're well aware of them.
Also, don't complain that we're "not accessible". There's a new elevator to our floor and we're straight down the hall. I call that VERY accessible. It's not like you have to go through a maze of razor wire to get here.

The first few weeks of the semester are always a little insane, but I'm glad I have a job with good benefits, and I really like my coworkers. :)

Things that tick me off today:

People who whine about how they'll never get married. Guess what, bucko? You're not very attractive when you're always complaining about how single and pathetic you are. Knock it off. I'm TIRED of having this conversation with you every other time we talk. Just because I've made peace with the fact that I'm not married yet doesn't mean I've given up. Just because something didn't happen when you wanted it to doesn't mean it won't ever happen.

People who have to have everything repeated to them because they're not paying attention.

People who assume that they can just walk into my office and get what they want.

People who can't spell even though someone else spells their name TWICE.

My stupid neck not staying aligned. I can't figure out why it won't stay adjusted and I hate having to keep paying my chiropractor, much as I love him.

The annoying squeaky sound the AC makes.

People who complain about their new offices even though the new offices are gorgeous, roomy, and light.

And, if I hear one more person tell me that "you should do something about the grates in the floor" or "your office is so hard to find", I will throw something.

Other than that, today's been an awesome day!

Plastic-covered furniture

So I discovered this.

I think I'm going to add it to my Reader. Possible.

Yeah, I can get behind that. I have my moments with the whole "50s Housewife" resurgence, moments of both annoyance and triumph, but this site speaks more to me, I think.

It's the idea of being as self-sufficient as possible (without going to extremes, of course) within your particular limits, not regressing back to a weird stereotype. I don't like the idea that women should be subservient to their husbands. I like the idea that intelligent women make a choice to beautify their surroundings and maginify their callings as wives and mothers. Whatever that means to them.

But don't become all needy and co-dependent while doing it.

Overused Words:

Pop

Fresh

Fierce

I hate them.

For your consideration.

"Patriarch" is not the same word as "patriotic".

Therefore, it follows that

"Patriarchal" is not the same word as "patriotical" (which isn't even a word).

Look at them closely.

Think about it.

Once more, side by side:

patriarch------patriotic

patriarchal------patriotical

Note how there is only ONE "t" in "patriarchal" and no "d".

Why, then, is it so hard to pronounce the darn word correctly?


I ASK YOU.

argh.

Let me just say that I will be incredibly happy when we finally move to our new office and I don't have 8 million people a week asking me where Academic Advisement or the financial aid office are. It will be such a relief to be in a place that is obviously ONLY my department, with a door and everything, instead of being at one end of a hallway that houses, oh, let me count...5 OTHER DEPARTMENTS. I will be mighty happy to no longer be treated as the front desk of all these other departments. I will smile every day knowing that no one is going to ask me to set up an appointment for anyone other than my office. I may even skip to work, secure in the knowledge that one of the creepy-but-well-meaning people I try to avoid can't just walk through my office on his way somewhere else.

These are all very good things that make it nearly impossible to wait another month to get to my new office.

noisy. NOISY.

I don't think it's too much to ask to want to live in a neighborhood where motorcycles and big trucks do not exist. So much for a quiet Saturday...

*sigh*