As if I didn’t have enough to do already, I was just informed that the textbook I ordered for my students back in March will not be available. Our students rent the textbooks we choose from the university.
I knew that clerks are useless so I confirmed whether they had the textbook at least six times since March. I asked about it once a month and recently every two weeks. The last time I asked was on Friday. Every single time I was told that yes, the textbook is available and is “waiting for the students in neat piles.”
Of course, today I was told that the textbook isn’t there and won’t be there. And the classes start in less than two weeks.
I asked them about any old textbooks they have available for this course. They have one but are refusing to show it to me because desk copies should be ordered from the publisher. Obviously, I can’t order it from any publisher because I’ve never seen this book. I have no idea who the publisher is, who wrote it, or whether I will be able to use it in my course. To make that decision I need to see the blessed book. But the Textbook Services are refusing to show it to me.
This is all happening while I’m trying to complete my tenure dossier on time.
And before I edited out all of the very inventive profanity it originally contained, this post was much longer. When anybody tried to mess with me doing my job, I get very enraged. And I mean, very enraged.
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