Why Mondays suck

Hello! It feels like it's been a little too long since I updated in here, although it was probably not that long at all. I felt compelled to write tonight, though. Because you know what? Sometimes it sucks to take classes at the same college where you work. On Mondays I work from 8:30 - 5:00, then I go to class from 5:15 to whenever the professor is done or 9:00, whichever comes first. That right there is too much time spent away from home, before you factor in any other annoyances.

But on top of the hours, I have to deal with the fact that I am in classes with the same stuents that I help at work all day. And that by itself isn't a problem. What gets annoying is that those students think that they can ask me work related questions while I'm in class and even while I'm in the hallway at 8:00 at night, walking out to my car to finally leave for the day. And of course, both of these things happened to me tonight. First, in class I got questions about a sale we're having on last year's laptops. I don't mind answering those questions, because they're simple and straightforward. But those questions lead in to other people wanting to complain about the price of the laptops that they purchased when they came to school, about the fact that they don't get the CDs for the Microsoft software on their computer until they graduate, and that, oh my god, they have to pay a total of FOURTEEN DOLLARS for the priviledge of owning this software that retails for over $300. Oy.

And then I'm walking out of class after class is over, frustrated by a woman in my class who missed tonight's class and asked me to e-mail her notes, which I did. And then she e-mails me back before I leave class, because she's confused! When are the final presentations due? What is the next test on? When is the final? Where in the hell is Hamilton Hall? You know what woman? If you get that confused by missing one class, then maybe you shouldn't miss it in the first place.

Anyway, so I was a little frustrated by her, and annoyed by the people using my presence as a reason to complain about the policies of the place where I work, and I was just trying to get home, you know? When I meet someone in the hall who I know from a couple of my classes, and who was in the office earlier today. First, for anyone who reads this who isn't familiar with the college where I work, I should explain that we issue cell phones to the on campus students. These phones are in lieu of landline phones in their dorms, and they have to be returned to us if they move off campus (because you wouldn't be able to take that landline with you if you left, right? So this phone needs to stay too) or if they leave school and aren't going to be coming back. And this student, let's call him N, because that's the first letter of his name, moved off campus this semester but didn't return his phone, so we put a $50 charge on his bill, which would be removed when he returned the phone. He came in to return it today, but didn't have the Sim card in the phone. Well, the body of the phone is pretty useless without the sim, so he's getting charged that $50 anyway. All completely understandable, and he knew that this was how it worked and he didn't really expect the charge to come off, and yet he felt the need to complain about it to his friends while I was there in the hallway. I wouldn't have to deal with that kind of crap if I didn't take classes there, so why should I have to take it just because I do? You know? Ugh.

Anyway, I'm just annoyed and I need to relax and unwind. Which I plan to do now. I won't even get into how this piece of shit computer that I paid almost $900 for a few months ago made me start it up three times before I could get it running right after I got home. That's an annoyance that I'm choosing to ignore for now.

But, there is one bright side to all of this, and you know what that is? I only have one more day of work and classes, and then I'll be on Thanksgiving break for five whole days. Hallelujah.