Holy FUCKING Christ, bitch, how about attempting decent FUCKING human interaction, you diseased cunt!
I attend a university famed for bureaucratic red tape, but up until now I have had mainly pleasant experiences with the administrative side of things. All the staff, including cafeteria workers and janitors, are sweet and friendly, and especially the professors have been wonderful, always ready to go that extra mile.
But just one small interaction today has me so angry that my roommates mistook my stomping in for some wild animal attacking, complete with shrieks of fury.
I am a freshman, and up until halfway through last semester I thought I was ineligible for upper-level courses, so when I found out I was very excited (yes, I’m a nerd of the first degree). Unfortunately I couldn’t get a space in the class I wanted most, but, not being easily daunted, I went to the prof the first day of classes and asked about possibilities for joining anyway. He said it was no problem, but told me to wait until after add/drop to formally request into the full class, since I might be able to get a spot conventionally first. I tried but failed to get in, so the minute add/drop was over I started proceedings to get a spot.
This led me to interact today with a girl working in advising at the Student Affairs Office, who is hands-down the most supercilious individual I have ever spoken to in connection with a help-desk. She was condescending, bitchy and incapable of smiling or even adopting a non-friendly tone of voice. All I needed was some forms, but she still felt it necessary to sigh and roll her eyes at me even as I explain that I was doing exactly as my prof had counseled! She eventually thrust the papers at me, informed me that this was a one-off and that one could only do this once at the uni, and I left.
Let me add that during this entire proceeding I had been niceness itself, smiling and thanking her for the forms and her help. Nothing in my demeanour hinted at I thought she was being a little ridiculous. I had the backing of my prof, so I wasn’t worried. Still, I wanted this over with as soon as possible, so I decided to fill out the form etc right away.
I wrote the request letter needed, got the signatures, filled out all the information, and within 45 minutes I was back at the desk, beaming and ready to finally be a part of POLI 345. The girl is standing and gossiping at the back of the office while I wait, but, no worries I think, everyone deserves a bit of down time.
I wait about a quarter of an hour before she finishes up her conversation about how her friend Susie might be breaking up with Mark (bear in mind there’s a line behind me and she’s the only person at the helpdesk) and slouches over to me. I smile and hand her the various papers etc… She looks incredulously at me, down, then back at me, making it very clear she wishes I would go off and die, grumps “fine” and walks off with my papers without a word. I’m unsure whether or not that was it, so I wait a while before she pokes her head around, snarls “what?” I ask whether that was it, she stares at me, so I smile, say “Thank you so much!” and leave.
What. The. Fuck.
Listen bitch, I understand your job sucks, and I bet you’re just dying inside, surrounded by all these smart kids while you were rejected by your local community college, but when someone politely interacts with you during the course of your job, it is your obligation not to fucking hiss at them. I’m not expecting a “top o’ the morning!” attitude, but a tone that doesn’t say you wish I were sliding down a banister of rusty razor blades into a pool of rubbing alcohol does seem a must. Like it or not, you’re in Customer Service, and since my tuition directly pays your salary, I think I deserve to be treated like a human being. If you don’t like it, here, have a shotgun, there’s the bell tower. Do your job or get the fuck outta Dodge.
I’ve since learned that one of my roommates friends actually fled in tears when she went to ask about minimum credits for a partial minor.
I understand that I am a lowly undergrad, but for fuck’s sake, will you literally explode and die without that condescending tone?
Go fellate yourself with a piece of shark’s skin, you cunt.