Ghetto college woes persist

Now it just sounds like whining, doesn’t it? It isn’t. It really is this bad: Yesterday, placement test administrators gave us handouts that pointed us to B2-8 for today’s financial aid workshop. Today, security personnel phoned CCP staff, at my behest, to report to me that I needed to go to B2-8. Staff just outside room B2-8 told me no, that I needed go to B2-15. B2-15 is an office, though, so one of them tracked me down and sent me to yet another building to C2-15. On arrival, personnel stopped me, asked me where I was headed, and upon being told where, replied that I was too early. He outright asked me why I was there so early. It took all that was in me not to reply that I gave myself significantly more time, not to navgate the campus, but to filter the lousy direction from staff!! Any road, I’m here. Waiting…

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