Day two

More on the dog story later today..but

BREAKING NEWS!!!!!!


I just took my clinical final in phlebotomy(blood draw). Sadly I did not get 100%.  I did get a 95%.

 I also had to address while at school, a psychology class transfer from UW-superior in 1999. A transfer I need for my diploma, that I have been working on since before June. Paper work filed, have had many meetings with advisor....he sd it takes time to show up on my transcript. I met with him AGAIN today, he sd go see x-person, "It may be on her desk."

 Now, this is mins before I go for my final. I get to x's office. Ok this next part there is no way to be PC, I do love black people...and have many black friends...lived with one for four years....but I can't REALLY do this story justice unless I tell the WHOLE story.  So I wait for five mins while the receptionists gets off the phone OBVIOUSLY with her b/f. I ask for the person I am supposed to meet. I feverishly use the time to cram a few more facts into my head. The largest, most angry, black woman I have ever seen..calls my name. I look up and a feeling of "oh crap" surrounds me. I think for a second about how I was the one that walked through all the "red ropes", and yet no help now. I explained my situation, that it had been 3 months, and yet nothing. She stated that,"I hate when those ppl upstairs send you students down to me...I have so much going on and I don't have time. YOU need to be CALM, and just WAIT!...As far as I know the dean hasn't sent down the papers...THEY have all been on VACATION."

Now I KNOW that my fate  is this woman's hands. With a pre-final cramp in my gut, and not nearly enough "SURE" to be confident, not to mention the anger I was trying to stuff....I sd" Ms...so n so, I KNOW that you are so dumped on, I UNDERSTAND how over worked your are. I REALIZE that "those guys" from upstairs send us to you because they don't want to deal with "us." BUT, please I am taking my final in a few mins, I can't get my degree until this class is transferred...I am just like you...on the bottom...just needing a step up.

Guess what? A few mins after I got home, I got a call from Ms so n so. It appears my form was the NEXT one on the file and will be processed TODAY.

Guess mom was right(eh I hate to say that) Easier to catch a bee with honey.