Weekly Update

So this last week has been kind of crazy. Woolly Mammoth University fucked up royally. I'm supposed to be student teaching, which I am, no thanks to them. Placements for student teaching are usually sent out over the summer, within a few weeks of school starting, yet I still hadn't received mine and public schools here start on Tuesday the 16th. So, last Tuesday I email the placement person in my program and she says, "Oh, you start tomorrow, grad student often are forgotten by the general placement office."

Awesome. Anyone else think it's a problem that grad students are forgotten?

So, with my summer suddenly gone without warning, I met with my cooperating teacher at my placement, and everything was fine. I like my cooperating teacher, she's funny, and I think it's going to be a good experience.

My contentedness with this semester lasted about a day. Thanks, Woolly Mammoth U.

Around 9 on Thursday morning (when I am already at my placement again, as we're required to be before school starts) I get a call from someone at the main placement office, asking if I am attending the student teaching meeting.

Um, what?

I told her I didn't know about the meeting, that I emailed another supervisor on Tuesday and asked her about my placement because I hadn't received any info and she had this completely unnecessary attitude with me - like it's my fault that I didn't get this info. She kept saying, "Well, I have your name checked off her that I sent this to you."

Great, you can have my name checked off as many times as you want, it doesn't mean I actually received it.

Then she went on to say that an email was sent out about the meeting as well - something I also didn't receive. Awesome. I apparently wasn't supposed to actually start until Thursday afternoon. What a hassle.

And it gets even better.

Yesterday morning my cooperating teacher texts me and asks me to call my site supervisor to reschedule our meeting. Oh look, another meeting I don't know about. I asked her for my site-supervisor's name so I can call him or her, but she said she would just take care of it quick, since she thought I also received the email about the new meeting, since I missed the first meeting.

Oh, and when I got home yesterday I checked the mail, and my placement letter was finally there - a day too late. Funny that it was postmarked on August 8th, when I was told it was sent out LAST WEEK.

Confused yet?

So am I.