murder and death
Next on my murder-list is Bob, the guy at the National Service Trust who just told me that I *can't* cancel the $1000 award. I'll have to keep it and lose the second $4725 award.
Me: Why?
Bob: Because you've already finished your term of service.
Me: That was years ago. How was I supposed to know that this was going to happen?
Bob: I'm sorry, you can't cancel it. The rules say you can't because you've already ended your term of service.
Me: You haven't even cashed it for anyone yet! WHY should it matter that the term of service is up, if the money's still there?
Bob: I'm sorry, the rules say you can't cancel it.
Me: (to self) I will kill you and use your body as a battering ram against the doors of your supervisors! (to Bob, grinding teeth) Can I talk to your supervisor about this?
After I get Bob, I'll start in on the fuckers who wrote those rules and then failed to mention them to anyone who might care about said rules.
Of course, what I might actually do is try and find someplace where possible AmeriCorps recruits hang out and then broadcast this little bureaucratic fuck-up until someone high up decides that they should fucking FIX THIS before I undermine next year's batch of volunteers. That is, of course, assuming anyone actually cares.
Fuck.
Me: Why?
Bob: Because you've already finished your term of service.
Me: That was years ago. How was I supposed to know that this was going to happen?
Bob: I'm sorry, you can't cancel it. The rules say you can't because you've already ended your term of service.
Me: You haven't even cashed it for anyone yet! WHY should it matter that the term of service is up, if the money's still there?
Bob: I'm sorry, the rules say you can't cancel it.
Me: (to self) I will kill you and use your body as a battering ram against the doors of your supervisors! (to Bob, grinding teeth) Can I talk to your supervisor about this?
After I get Bob, I'll start in on the fuckers who wrote those rules and then failed to mention them to anyone who might care about said rules.
Of course, what I might actually do is try and find someplace where possible AmeriCorps recruits hang out and then broadcast this little bureaucratic fuck-up until someone high up decides that they should fucking FIX THIS before I undermine next year's batch of volunteers. That is, of course, assuming anyone actually cares.
Fuck.