I started a new school year a couple weeks ago. I'm now a junior in college, umm what?
Anyway, as usual I had to bite the bullet and go get my letters from the Office of Disability to give to my professors. I hate them, I don't see myself as "disabled" but they won't do anything for me if I need it with out the letters. I always make sure when I give the letters to my professors I say a quick "Hey, I'm a Type 1 Diabetic, heres what you need to know, I might have to eat, beep, or run to the bathroom but I really shouldn't have any problems."
So, I decide to go get the letters and I walk in to where I think the Office of Disability is. Or at least where it was after I had to hunt it down from when the moved the previous year. I walk into the building and see a sign "ODS has moved to room 2500."
OK, fine, so I go looking on the second floor. Nothing, I ask where it is and they say its on the 4th floor still. Ok, I'm now on the 4th floor and cant find it. Seriously? So I go into the Office of Psychological Services (on the borderline of a breakdown... how appropriate) and ask a secretary. She says its on the 2nd floor. I tell her I was told it was here, on the 4th floor.
She decides its her mission to find this place. This tiny, round, redheaded woman looks like she's on a mission to save the world. We go to the second floor, the same 2 women from before watch us and then insist its on the 4th floor. We keep seeing signs saying its on the 2nd floor. Eventually we find the office, on the 2nd floor.
So basically, my school is just cruel. Of all the offices to move around and make you hunt for they chose the Office of Disability? They sit there and confuse the disabled? What if I had a real learning disability? What if I was handicapped and had to do all that? Thats just plain mean.
