Waste of Space, Thy Name Is *mumblegrumble*
I have met the definition of uselessness. Don't laugh, i have. I went to make an appointment with my class advisor today and the secretary (Who Is Too Dull To Have A Name) said, "Oh, I'm sorry. She makes her own appointments. Well, through me."
Me: So...I can't make an appointment?
WITDTHAN: Oh, no, you can!
Me: Okay, well, 9:30 or ten on Wednesday would be best--
WITDTHAN: Yeah, well, you'll have to tell her. Why don't i give you her number?
Me:......okay.
WITDTHAN: *looks at me*
Me:......*waits for number*.........
WITDTHAN: *looks at sticky notes and pen on the counter pointedly*
Me: Oh. Oh, you want--? O...kay. *takes pen and writes down number* Um, thank you.
WITDTHAN: No problem!
I kid you not, this is exactly what happened. -.-
WHAT DO THEY PAY THIS WOMAN TO DO, MEMORIZE PHONE NUMBERS?!?! SHE DIDN'T EVEN POSESS THE MENTAL PROWESS TO HAND ME A CARD!!!
Me: So...I can't make an appointment?
WITDTHAN: Oh, no, you can!
Me: Okay, well, 9:30 or ten on Wednesday would be best--
WITDTHAN: Yeah, well, you'll have to tell her. Why don't i give you her number?
Me:......okay.
WITDTHAN: *looks at me*
Me:......*waits for number*.........
WITDTHAN: *looks at sticky notes and pen on the counter pointedly*
Me: Oh. Oh, you want--? O...kay. *takes pen and writes down number* Um, thank you.
WITDTHAN: No problem!
I kid you not, this is exactly what happened. -.-
WHAT DO THEY PAY THIS WOMAN TO DO, MEMORIZE PHONE NUMBERS?!?! SHE DIDN'T EVEN POSESS THE MENTAL PROWESS TO HAND ME A CARD!!!