"I reviewed your petition to be allowed to use BA 469 as your capstone and WIC course rather than BA 353/466. Because there is evidence of you getting the wrong information w/o time to correct this in a reasonable manner. I decided to approve your request. A note will be put in your file, and done manually on your audit. It will not be reflected in your University audit, so don’t panic that you don’t see your correction there."
Ignoring the obvious grammatical errors and poor writing style, the point of the email is I WIN! The beauty of this email is in its brevity. You can almost sense her hesitation to approve the request and her inexplicable desire to cause me pain. Luckily, the advisor who gave me the wrong information (which ironically was done in hopes of making my life easier) did not half-ass her ineptitude but flew head first into the pool of inaccuracies and misleading information that it was decided that she was so convincing I had no other option but to believe her. Weird.
This does not make up for the fact that I still have to take statistics because my 6 credit USC statistics course only satisfies a single 2 credit business math course here, but it's a start. Like the saying goes "Rome wasn't built in a day", therefore I must be patient in destroying it brick by brick. Unless I had some dynamite...
The most upsetting part about this little exchange is that I how much excitement I am receiving from the resolution of a problem that shouldn't have happened in the first place. I am generating personal joy from a situation that was borne from the inconsistencies and failures of a department whose sole responsibility is to provide students with information and guidance through an overly complicated and inefficient system that is both outdated and stretched past its functional capacity with the current student population. Whatever, winning at a game that doesn't have rules and shouldn't exist is still just that: WINNING! And in this moment, I am the freaking winner. Suck it, OSU.
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