Today we had the sort of weather for which Minnesota is not famous: sunny, breezy and warm-yet-not-too-warm. I took advantage of it by slipping into my new stripy cardigan and strolling across campus to Onestop. On the way I saw university police officers rolling past on their bicycles and thought to myself that maybe I would just be arrested once I set foot in Frasier Hall.
I left the dental office with another scheduled appointment in three months, another new toothbrush, more dental floss, and a second, specialized, supplementary toothbrush.
“You have a very strong tongue,” I was told. Whoa. “It’s pushing your toothbrush so that you aren’t brushing well enough on the insides of your lower teeth. I’m only telling you this to save you from future dental surgery.”
Good to know. Wait — future dental surgery?
You know, I think the best way to prepare for a visit to Onestop is a visit to the dentist, which is what I just did. Now that I’m used to pain, it’s time for a sojourn across campus. The Onestop people prepared by looking me up and visiting my personal website, which is the blog that you are reading right now.
Today is, I believe, Tuesday, which makes yesterday Monday. I was supposed to get a call from the guy in Onestop [Not] Helping You on Friday by noon, but somehow that translated into “I’m sorry that I didn’t call back, but I wanted to make sure that I knew bla bla bla…” If a customer is already irate and you don’t follow through by the time that you say you will — even if just to say “no news, but you’re my top priority,” then obviously said customer is not your top priority. I called two extra times on Friday but didn’t get him on the phone.
I received an email today:
Hey John
I have attached the sketch, If there is anything else I can do let me know.
Thank you,
Clint
To the best of my knowledge, I’m not in the market for retaining walls for my apartment, but I replied anyway, in my characteristic style. I await his response with baited breath.
I got a letter from the University telling me that my student account is now past due. Past due accounts lead to being dropped from your classes. Can they drop me five days before my final?
I’d hate for anyone to think that it’s all doom and gloom. After all, I did just go on vacation with Sarah.
We walked from the Palace of Fine Arts to Sausalito via the Golden Gate Bridge, then took a ferry back. I am terrified of heights, so I accidentally crapped my pants while crossing the bridge.
I haven’t posted the last batch of doodles because I don’t know that people really want to see a post with twenty insane drawings in it pop up amidst their feed reader. While on one hand I post entirely for my own benefit, I hate to grief those people who take it upon themselves to follow my meandering rambles. That said, there is doodle news — no, I didn’t win a weekly thing or get posted in the Weisman, but I did get an email:
[We] were wondering if you would be interested in doing an
illustration for one of the stories for the finals issue… it would be
about Bruininks.. more information to follow if you are so inclined.
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I called Onestop and managed to keep from any sort of histrionics. Their verdict was that I got boned, and it was the mistake of Onestop/financial aid, with the caveat that I “applied for the Regent’s Scholarship late.” Right. They couldn’t figure that stuff out in time for spring semester or any time sooner in the nine months since I received money last fall. As a result, I won’t be taking any classes this summer. I might, however, take classes that I can transfer back to the U. I don’t know, but I’m still livid over the misinformation.
