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I went over today to Perkins to pay my fines therefor release my enrollment holds. I asked the receptionist where I needed to go to take care of this. She tells me that I need to sign this sheet and wait on the blue couches. On the sheet are six other names; I look at the couches and see six other students in various stages of boredom and decomposition. She tells me that it'll be about half an hour before they get to me. "Half an hour!?" I exclaim. I'll come back later, I've got to get back to work. When do they close? 4 o'clock she tells me. "4 o'clock!?" I exclaim again. Why in the hell do they close at four? What good does that serve? To whose good? To what end? At my undergrad, you just got in line and waited. It may take half an hour, but you aren't told that before you get in line. What good is a sign-in sheet to pay your bursar bill. A monument to inefficient "efficiency".
Half an hour wait? If I have to wait half an hour, behind six other kids, and then I get to pay $74 for my wait, I'm expecting some "somethin' somethin'" for my troubles. |
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