Pissant thing #1: Our Accounting teacher sucks. Now, accounting is hard. It’s not an easy subject. And while he’s nice and all, he’s horribly ineffective. He’s poor at introducing terms or explaining things until after we’re supposed to use them, based solely on the book. Except the book is written even worse than this guy teaches! Aside from being riddled with numerical errors (in the Accounting book no less :rolleyes: ), it’s about as clear as mud. Just looking at it I could find a half-dozen ways to say it shorter and better. It either explains the principles without giving a useful account of how to use it or just shows you what it is and fails to explicate it.
Pissant thing #2: Apparently, the geniuses at the accounting department decided to have three 2-hour exams. Two fo them are at 6:00 pm or later. For a one-hour 8:00 am class. Any of you spot the problem here? Especially for us with jobs, little money, who commute? Asstards.
I could complain, but why bother? They won’t change anything. They certainly won’t help me. I’ll be lucky if they don’t laugh in my face.
Pissant thing #3: I just give up. I can’t really talk to women. I try but I keep sounding like an idiot. I can’t get them to respond to me, mostly.
My brother is 5 years younger and he has so many girlfriends it’s not funny. I think he went out with every girl in his school twice in High School. Sometimes more than one at once. None of them ever complained. Me? The best I can do is a needy dependant who latches on like a tapeworm. (I eventually got rid of her after she started freakin’ me out.)
Pissant Thing #4: You get unemployment benefit! You don’t get unemployment benefit! Maybe you get unemployment benefit! or Not! You don’t know! We dont’ know! We can’t tell you!
The HELL? What are your criteria for going to school while collecting? Just friggin tell me! Don’t dangle it like I might get some money, or not, and leave it me to guess what I have to do! otherwise, tell me to fuck off honestly so I can get back to finding some way to live, like going to school erratically while staying up to 3:00 am answering telephones.
Here’s a good one. I’m a senior this year. I went for advising for my major, minor, and college to get everything planned out. signed up for my classes. Awesome.
They changed the time for one of my classes (did I mention they aren’t teaching it again this year? and its a required class?), so I go into advising to find a new one. They aren’t really offering anything I haven’t already taken in fall, but I found a good one. It had 35 openings when I checked. Go to sign up later… cancelled. Last night frantically trying to find something else, but some asshole decided that all sociology classes will be taught MWF at noon, or TTh at 1:30 or 3. Since I’m taking more than two classes in that department, no shit, those timeslots are full for me! If these dickwads keep me from graduating, I’m gonna go crazy on their asses. Note to the Soc department: YOU NEED TO OFFER CLASSES IN FALL, NOT JUST WINTER AND SPRING. ALSO, IF ITS A REQUIREMENT, YOU NEED TO FUCKING TEACH IT ONCE IN A BLUE MOON!!!
I can’t believe I need 22 units to graduate, and they’re pulling this shit on me.
I take the bus to school, because the parking pass is $145 and the bus pass is $25 and I live within walking distance of the bus stop.
The last bus leaves at 10. My teacher seems to want to talk until then. Woman, if I miss the bus, you’re driving me home. It takes me over five minutes to walk over there, because I can’t run with all the shit I have to carry and the fastest route has four doors in the way.
Also, why the hell aren’t the buses labelled? Like one in three will have the glowy sign thing. Every single time I get on it I have to make sure its going where I want to.
Some bright bulb at my school didn’t take into account the holidays for the night classes.
So for Thanksgiving and Remembrance day holidays I get to go to school. Remembrance day holiday isn’t so bad, because it’s not actually on Remembrance day… but Thanksgiving! What if I’m going to eat supper with my family? I’m not missing out on a VERY good home cooked meal and the opportunity to spend time with my relatives so I can go and listen to talk about networks and computers and how they relate to business.
And certain areas are often locked on the holidays, so that’ll be fun navigating the campus since I take the train and the building closest to the train is the one that is usually locked (and unless you want to do a big loop around you need to go through to get to the rest of the campus).
I’m actually in my psychological statistics lab right now.
My TA is a fucking idiot.
She has no idea what she is talking about and routinely confuses me to the point of fucking up my learning. This class isn’t hard - but if you keep fucking up examples it’s gonna fuck me up too. I’ve taken statistics before but it’s been a few years - so I need solid review from this class. I don’t need your dumb ass doing everything wrong. I know you’re only a grad and not a prof, but damn you should not be TAing. I wish I could switch lab sections but this is the only one that fits in my schedule.
Also, one of the lab sections is doing a review for next Thursday’s exam. That lab meets on Wednesdays at 930. She just mentioned that we should go to it, because they will review everything. I personally cannot go, I have a class then, but I didn’t say anything. Someone asked if there was gonna be another review because she couldn’t make it. TA replied “oh that’s too bad.”
Wtf? That’s not a helpful response. And it’s also not fair that only one of the three lab sections is actually doing an exam review, and its at 930 am on a Wednesday - when most people have classes at this school. But I can’t blame her for that. But it’s really not fair because our book is horrid and professor dull and doesn’t really teach. But whatever.
After I graduated, I spent some time abroad, came back, and applied for a job. When I go into the interview they tell me they are having some trouble ‘‘confirming my educational background.’’
So I call up my school, and lo and behold, there is no record on my transcript that I actually graduated.
Are you SHITTING ME??? After everything I did to make sure this would not happen? After all of the phone calls and paperwork and, ‘‘Hey, just making sure there’s nothing else I need to do to graduate this semester.’’ ‘‘Nope, you’re all set.’’
Give me a fucking break. Do you know how hard I worked to get that degree? How much bullshit red tape shit I slogged through??? And now I’ve got some employer breathing down my neck to prove I have a fucking DEGREE, for a job I’m dying to have?
Absolute, pure and utter, inexcusable bullshit.
This would have been a Pit Thread in and of itself, but fortunately I’m under the jurisdiction of my residential college, and therefore was able to call someone who actually knew who the fuck I was, who fixed it without hassle. I only spent about a week in pure and utter panic and waking up in night sweats. If I’d have had to go through LS&A it would have taken months to set it straight and I would not have been hired. Fucking bureaucracy.
What the hell is wrong with you? No, seriously. In the four years I’ve been there, our tuition has gone up 94%- ninety-four-fucking-percent.
And what do we have to show for it? Well, the new president has decided that our university needs to go Division one. Going Division One apparently means we need a third gym, among other things that cost a lot of money; hell, my tuition this quarter had $400 of fees for the Division One stuff (which is a lot when your tuition per quarter is $1200 total).
Now, we are spending all this money to go Division One, BUT: the trash cans on campus are emptied once a week and the classes are cleaned once a quarter. Why? Apparently we can’t afford a janitor full time. Our professors are literally not allowed to print things because there is a paper shortage- we got one page of a 2 page syllabus because that’s all they’d let our professor print. On and on it goes.
Oh, and we’re having a shortage of money, yet the new president drives a Cadillac and his wife has a matching one.
Speaking of vehicles, our campus police department just got brand new ones. Now, our campus isn’t huge- you could walk across it in 10 minutes at a decent pace. Hell, there isn’t even a road through the middle of campus. Yet, the police department on campus apparently wasn’t ok with their 4 pick up trucks, they just got a BRAND NEW, fully loaded, Ford Expedition SUV and plan on picking up more. That car cost at least $30,000.
Did I mention that there is absolutely NO REASON they even need vehicles? Golf carts, maybe, but bikes would be the most logical answer.
Ugh. UCD just finished our transition to D-I, complete with a new stadium. A stadium with zero shade in 100 degree heat, and the fake turf is about 15 degrees hotter. And since we’re moving to the big leagues, athletics says the band has to look snappier, so instead of our casual uniforms for games before school, we are now in full dress for all games. Apparently passing out from wearing wool in that heat is snappy enough for them. In conclusion, the UC system has no brains when it comes to athletics and spending useless money.
Mine is more rococo - someone discovers that I didn’t pass high school government. So my college takes my SB away because I don’t have a high school diploma, then it takes my PhD away because I don’t have an SB, then my law school takes my JD away because I didn’t graduate from college. I can unwind this by going back to high school and passing government, except that the class is at 8-fucking-AM and I keep sleeping through it.
Wow, that’s pretty elaborate. Usually my dreams involve having to take a high school math or history course and finish college at the same time–but I always have to take the Final Exam after missing weeks and weeks of class. Seriously, I wish colleges knew that when they fuck with your transcript like that, they’re tapping into your most primal fears.
So, during a festival on campus infamous for drinking, I get busted for having an open container of alcohol on campus grounds. I’m of age, but it’s still a $200 dollar fine. Fair enough, I guess.
Now, 6 months later, after having graduated, I get a letter about a misconduct notice about the same incident, and I have to go in to in to state my case informally to the dean. I’m sure no serious sanctions will occur from this, it’s a first time offense that will never occur again, and most of their sanctions are irrelevant to me (Kick me out of student housing, sure go ahead), but when I called to make an appointment, I find out they run banker’s hours - I can’t go in before work, because they don’t open until 11:00. I can’t go in after work, because their last appointment is at 4:00, no doubt so the Dean can be done by 5:00. And don’t bother asking if it can be done during the weekend.
So now I have to leave work at 3:00. Getting the time off won’t really be a problem, but I’ll have to make up those 2 hours that I’m spending dealing with petty bullshit.
Actually, thinking about it, I don’t really lose much by them not being able to hold a meeting outside of work time, as I’d still have to spend the same amount of time at work, and the same amount of time dealing with this, but if I’m loopy on hour 8 of working, I don’t really want to have to deal with hour 9.
Heh, I considered it, but I’m not sure if I agreed to be liable for this kind of shit when I was admitted, and I think 2 hours of made up work is better than possibly accruing a bunch of fines that I might later find out I’m actually accountable for.
I’d have thought you were talking about AVC if I didn’t know you were at CSUB. I swear, the campus police have 12 cruisers and 10 golf carts, and the landscaping is perfect, and there are a plethora of Beemers and Benzos out in admin parking, but can they have enough English 101 classes? Of course not! All that police force and yet there was an incident involving a staff member raping a 14 year old girl on campus. But at least all those campus keystone kops are keeping students from smoking too close to the building or socializing in the cafeteria. I used to want to give money to my JC but I’m not so sure where it would go if I did.
(Sorry to hear about the tuition too, that’s fuckin’ obscene).
I graduated a while ago, but I have to bitch about the stupid music they play at parties these days.
I was fucking this hot sorority chick I picked up and a party, but all the loud music coming from downstairs was so fucking distracting while I was fucking her.
Fuck!
It’s funny though, I was so drunk that night I got confused at where I was and actually kicked her out of her own room after we were done. Ha!
It was all I could do before driving home while I was wasted.
Isn’t AVC our satellite campus? Because, I know that would explain a whhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhole lot. It is, right? I know when I have those classes in those goddamned TV rooms where we have to be on camera, the other class is in Antelope Valley. Heck, I know my friend was running for ASB president and had to travel to Antelope Valley for campaigning.
Of course, I might be thinking of something entirely different.
CSUB has satellite programs there, yes. I think the CSUB programs have their own building on campus. It’s been a while since I’ve been over there.
Once in a while I hear something about the AV getting its own CSU but nothing ever seems to come of it. They’d probably get shot at at the groundbreaking ceremony anyways.