The Marriage Saga.
I recently received a bill from VCU for $3,200. This is stupid and wrong because I qualified for financial aid and shouldn’t be paying a fucking cent. After some research I discovered that i failed to qualify for financial aid this year because i neglected to mail in a copy of my spouses W2s and Tax Returns for 2008.
Silly me, right? I don’t have a fucking spouse. I’m not married, you cock asses. I really felt like i should have gotten married last year so that VCU wouldn’t have egg on their faces now. You would think that since this was THEIR mistake, i wouldn’t have to do much outside of find the error, tell them, and have it fixed.
You’d be wrong. You clearly have not dealt with the morons at the Virginia Commonwealth University. After just three hours of sleep, and a German mid-term i took the time out of my day to go into the office and try and straighten this out. They told me that in order to fix this, i needed to supply my 2008 W2 and Tax Return as well has have two financial aid informational forms filled out.
These forms required both of my parents signatures. So now i get to drive back to fucking Williamsburg, get my mother to sign it, scan and print out copies of my tax return and w2 and then drive over to my father’s job and hunt him down to sign a lame ass form.
Last year I had to do something very similar to this, only for that fun errand I only had to prove i wasn’t an out of state freshmen. Joy. I’ve gone to this school (and only this school) my entire college career. I have 111 credits (out of 120 to graduate.) Not a Freshman. Not out of state. I have never lived anywhere else but Virginia.
Kill. Crush. Destroy. Maim. Hurt. Rage. Rage. RAGE!
I hate everything and everyone today. Grrr!
