When hard work starts unravelling, I'm always surprised at how quickly months of painstaking effort can be turned on their back and start coming undone. Assuming you were a credible person, showing up drunk for work and kicking random people in the balls is a fast way to turn your life around.
For a more concrete instance, my degree has just ground to a crashing halt with just three weeks left to go.
I'm still in befuddled shock. I'm trying to do damage control and get my transcript back to where it should be, but, under the cover of darkness, forces have been conspiring against me to turn me into a clocktower sniper (I mean that figuratively).
Let this be a lesson to all of you who are reading this and still doing schoolwork: don't trust faculty support staff to relay messages to teachers. Don't trust support staff at all. And if you and your teacher come to any understandings about assignments, get them to write it down and sign it even if you're inconveniencing them for a few extra minutes.
I had to go away the last weekend of June, and I needed to give something to a teacher who was unavaliable the day before I left. The faculty gave me a deadline of Sunday, June 30th. I wanted to hand it in Saturday, but I found out late Friday that the building was going locked Saturday until Tuesday! How was I going to hand it in? There are no outside drop boxes. I talked to the faculty support staff and they said to put it under the teacher's door first thing Tuesday morning, and that they would write my teacher a note explaing the situation. So I went far away Saturday morning, and drove back Monday night (and got a speeding ticket!) to slip it under my proessor's door...
Three weeks later, my transcript has been updated to say I failed the class because that assignment received a zero! What? Did the teacher not get it in time? This was the last class I needed for this degree!
"Panic in the streets of London... I wonder to myself..."
For a more concrete instance, my degree has just ground to a crashing halt with just three weeks left to go.
I'm still in befuddled shock. I'm trying to do damage control and get my transcript back to where it should be, but, under the cover of darkness, forces have been conspiring against me to turn me into a clocktower sniper (I mean that figuratively).
Let this be a lesson to all of you who are reading this and still doing schoolwork: don't trust faculty support staff to relay messages to teachers. Don't trust support staff at all. And if you and your teacher come to any understandings about assignments, get them to write it down and sign it even if you're inconveniencing them for a few extra minutes.
I had to go away the last weekend of June, and I needed to give something to a teacher who was unavaliable the day before I left. The faculty gave me a deadline of Sunday, June 30th. I wanted to hand it in Saturday, but I found out late Friday that the building was going locked Saturday until Tuesday! How was I going to hand it in? There are no outside drop boxes. I talked to the faculty support staff and they said to put it under the teacher's door first thing Tuesday morning, and that they would write my teacher a note explaing the situation. So I went far away Saturday morning, and drove back Monday night (and got a speeding ticket!) to slip it under my proessor's door...
Three weeks later, my transcript has been updated to say I failed the class because that assignment received a zero! What? Did the teacher not get it in time? This was the last class I needed for this degree!
"Panic in the streets of London... I wonder to myself..."