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I've got this story, and I just wanted to share it with someone. It's my experience at the begining of this semester. I'll give you a bit of background first.
I graduated high school in 1997, went to UCA for three semesters, dropped out the middle of the third semester and went to work. I've been working full time at Stone & Ward until last semester when I went part time and returned to UCA. This semester ... was a bit different.
I signed up for classes a bit late (middle of the first week of school, Wednesday) for a couple T,TH evening classes. This was good because I had only missed one day so far, and nothing happens on the first day in most classes. Then Thursday I decide to be SICK AS A DAMN DOG so I miss another day of classes. Then the second Tuesday I went to both of my classes. I'm not on either of my professors' rosters and they're all like, "Well, maybe it hasn't gone through the system yet".
I'm like, "Cool, probably don't get added to your rolls until I pay my tuition. No biggie, gonna take care of that tomorrow anyway."
And they're all, "Cool, here's the sylobus (sp?), and the first week's assignment. Whenever you get it done just give it to me." Sweet, things are looking good.
So the next day (Wednesday) I run over to the registrar/cashier place to pay my $1,000+ for 9 hours worth of schooling (one class that doesn't start until second half of semester, and the two before-mentioned classes). After 15 minutes of waiting the registrar is like, "Next window takes your money."
"Cool", I say to the lady. So I get back in line for another 15 minute wait (lucky me, there goes my lunch break).
All this have the cashier tell me, "You're not in the system. Are you sure you registered?"
"<lady don't give me that crap - look on my face>Yes mam"
"Hmmm check with the registrar, maybe someone for got to click a submit button."
"Sure thing ..." Back in line for the registrar for another 15 minutes. "Hey, the cashier says I don't have a schedule this semester. WAAASSAAAAAAAAAP? <ok, not quite, but it makes it a better story>"
"Well, let me check the computer" ... 'the computer', love that. "Yup, you don't have a schedule. When did you register?"
"Well I did a late registration because I'm a lazy procrastinator ... aka ... a male student at UCA"
"Oh, .... hmm you should be in here anyway. Oh let me check this print out.... <checking of huge greenbar paper print out>... Oh, well it looks like your classes have been dropped. You were purged from the system last Thursday because you hadn't payed your tuition in time."
"Ah, that's nice. Now what?"
"Well ... you take this sheet of paper <pulls the familiar drop/add sheet from the desk> and get five signatures for each class."
"I know that paper ... I don't like that paper"
"Yes, I am well aware of the hastles. <no motivation to convince me to do the work and pay UCA enough money for two months of her pay> ... it's a real pain and most people just say 'forget it'"
...
"forget it." - And I left.
So now I have more part time hours than I did before, but I chose not to go full time because ... these people drive me nuts.
MORAL OF THE STORY: Don't be a procrastinator. Procrastination has to be one of the hardest habbits to break, because you always start working on it too late.
~LoudMusic
I graduated high school in 1997, went to UCA for three semesters, dropped out the middle of the third semester and went to work. I've been working full time at Stone & Ward until last semester when I went part time and returned to UCA. This semester ... was a bit different.
I signed up for classes a bit late (middle of the first week of school, Wednesday) for a couple T,TH evening classes. This was good because I had only missed one day so far, and nothing happens on the first day in most classes. Then Thursday I decide to be SICK AS A DAMN DOG so I miss another day of classes. Then the second Tuesday I went to both of my classes. I'm not on either of my professors' rosters and they're all like, "Well, maybe it hasn't gone through the system yet".
I'm like, "Cool, probably don't get added to your rolls until I pay my tuition. No biggie, gonna take care of that tomorrow anyway."
And they're all, "Cool, here's the sylobus (sp?), and the first week's assignment. Whenever you get it done just give it to me." Sweet, things are looking good.
So the next day (Wednesday) I run over to the registrar/cashier place to pay my $1,000+ for 9 hours worth of schooling (one class that doesn't start until second half of semester, and the two before-mentioned classes). After 15 minutes of waiting the registrar is like, "Next window takes your money."
"Cool", I say to the lady. So I get back in line for another 15 minute wait (lucky me, there goes my lunch break).
All this have the cashier tell me, "You're not in the system. Are you sure you registered?"
"<lady don't give me that crap - look on my face>Yes mam"
"Hmmm check with the registrar, maybe someone for got to click a submit button."
"Sure thing ..." Back in line for the registrar for another 15 minutes. "Hey, the cashier says I don't have a schedule this semester. WAAASSAAAAAAAAAP? <ok, not quite, but it makes it a better story>"
"Well, let me check the computer" ... 'the computer', love that. "Yup, you don't have a schedule. When did you register?"
"Well I did a late registration because I'm a lazy procrastinator ... aka ... a male student at UCA"
"Oh, .... hmm you should be in here anyway. Oh let me check this print out.... <checking of huge greenbar paper print out>... Oh, well it looks like your classes have been dropped. You were purged from the system last Thursday because you hadn't payed your tuition in time."
"Ah, that's nice. Now what?"
"Well ... you take this sheet of paper <pulls the familiar drop/add sheet from the desk> and get five signatures for each class."
"I know that paper ... I don't like that paper"
"Yes, I am well aware of the hastles. <no motivation to convince me to do the work and pay UCA enough money for two months of her pay> ... it's a real pain and most people just say 'forget it'"
...
"forget it." - And I left.
So now I have more part time hours than I did before, but I chose not to go full time because ... these people drive me nuts.
MORAL OF THE STORY: Don't be a procrastinator. Procrastination has to be one of the hardest habbits to break, because you always start working on it too late.
~LoudMusic
