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A sufficiently desperate amalgamated waffle sorter ([personal profile] kd7sov) wrote2012-09-14 10:24 am

Arglebargle Dzurvit Glasht

I am beginning to revise my opinion about insurance being the worst extant thing in contemporary society.

So UNM has this "consortium agreement" program, where I can take some classes at another school and as long as I've got at least six credit hours at UNM itself and come to full time in total I can get my full-time-student financial aid from UNM. And things work out such that I can drop off the form to have the UNM advisors fill out their part on August 31. Those of you who are paying attention will note that this is now two weeks ago.

Where I drop the form off, there is a sign, indicating that dropped-off forms can be picked up after 48 hours. It includes a "no exceptions" clause, although I'm now being expected to believe that that applies to an earlier part of the sign and not the 48 hours clause.

So. The following Monday is Labor Day, and they're not going to be there. But that's fine, the guy I turn it in to says I can come in Tuesday and it'll be ready. Well, Tuesday comes, and it's not very feasible to get down there, so I show up Wednesday.

And they don't have my form. So I say, basically, "look for it" and head to class. I come back after, and it turns out the advisor who was supposed to be filling it out has encountered a problem and needs to shut down is holding on to it. I get them to give me her email address and leave. I send an email that afternoon, saying "hey, what's up?"

She responds the next day, Thursday the sixth. She's contacted the math advisor with a concern that she has, and said math advisor has probably been out of the office lately because she's usually really good at response turnaround time. She says, further, that I shouldn't worry because as far as she knows there's no deadline for the consortium form.

That is where the warning bells start. When I turned in the form, back on the 31st, I specifically asked what the deadline was. And they said the next Friday, September 7.

So. In what may not be the best-considered of all actions, I go in the next day to see what's up. You say there's no deadline, they say there's a deadline today, what's going on, sort of thing. Also what's the concern. It turns out the concern is that one of the other-college classes I'm taking is Calculus 1, which is covered by my AP scores. So it might be counted as a repeat class, which the consortium people don't like. Even though the AP scores in question are seven and eight years old. And the math department has some kind of five-year policy on repeats. I don't understand the problem, but apparently it might exist. Anyway. She still has not heard back from the math advisor. As for the deadline thing, that apparently has something to do with registered credit hours, and if the agreement doesn't go through or the math class sin't counted things could get messy. So she has me sign up for a couple of second-half-of-the-semester PE classes, which should make it all work out. She also says she'll stay in touch.

So I do. And she doesn't. And we come to today. The sign says two days, it's been two weeks. So I go in again, and say "what's going on?" Apparently they learned on Wednesday, the twelfth day after I turned in the form, that the math advisor is having trouble receiving her email. It takes until I'm talking to this advisor for it to occur to her that she might possibly call the math advisor on the phone, or go in person, to figure out the issue.

There is, I think, not enough headdesk in the world. Possibly I should get a team of monkeys to do my headdesking for me.