Believe It or Bite Me: "Free" is not the same as "Give us 400 dollars."

Right now, there’s no change. There’s one class I really want, so I’ve emailed that professor, and intend to show up on the first day of class and convince him to add me. Right now he’s the only one who can. If he agrees, then I have to get the department to sign off, and then I can take it back to the registrar. I will still have to pay the fees, but at least now I know about them.

The professor hasn’t replied to my message yet, but I’m hoping that just showing up will be a convincing show of dedication. (Since his class is at nine in the morning on Saturdays.)

Get in line, buster.

Yes, a Happy Ending™! …well, not entirely happy. I’m sure the bursar is crying into his gruel.

I got into a class! Specifically, I went to the first class and got the professor to add me back in. Curiously, due to a scheduling snafu, both of the classes I wanted were there – they’d been scheduled at the same time. One of the classes is online, though, so it wouldn’t have been a problem after that day. It did keep me from being able to add my second class back in, though, even though I had the add/drop slip with the professor’s signature, since it created a time conflict. Naturally, the fact that I had already attended the only time the online class was ever going to actually meet was immaterial, since there was this time conflict.

I finally feel I have a grasp on the way this system works. I just have to imagine that everyone in the enrollment office is only there because they failed to achieve their dream job of high school guidance counselor.

I waited until the next class, to make sure my name had been added to the class roster, and, having again * not received a bill*, I went to talk to the bursar, who informed me that my fees were now due on the twelfth, or my classes would be cancelled. Again. Without notice. Luckily (???) they were halved since I only had one class now, and in the interim I had pulled the money together, which I paid in person at the bursar’s office, got a receipt, waited until they’d updated the record and requested a printout of my corrected account status, which I brought to the non-traditional student office to prove that I was taking a class and salvage my admission status so I wouldn’t have to re-apply to take classes next semester. The twelfth has come and gone, and I’m still on the class roster. Yay!