by Curmie
Jack’s posts about his experiences at local CVS, 7-11 and McDonald’s outlets have emboldened me to discuss my own recent dealings with respect to a couple of recent purchases. I’ve experienced two separate incidents over the past few days. What they share is not simply that someone failed to provide a service they were obligated to provide, but that they lied about it and showed literally no remorse for having done so.
So… here’s incident #1; more next time.
Although I’m retired from teaching, my university has a provision that <i>emeritus</i> faculty are entitled to an office if one is available, and one is. Because I’m still doing some academic writing, I’m grateful for the workspace, the use of a computer, access to a printer and scanner, etc. We’re now back in the building we occupied from the time I came here until the summer of 2020, when we were displaced to across campus while renovations and expansions were happening to our “home.” (We were told we had to move out by the end of May 2020 or we couldn’t move back in the fall of 2021; we couldn’t move in at all until August of this year, and the building won’t really be ready for at least another few months. But that’s a rant for another day.)
The problems are two-fold. First, my new office is less than half as big as the one I moved out of three years ago. Second, it was designed by an idiot, or, more likely, a committee of idiots. The desk, made of cheap but heavy material, is far too big for an office of that size. There are permanently mounted cabinets above the desk, but no place for files. I could go on. The biggest annoyance is that the offices on my side of the hallway (the smaller ones, with windows offering a view of the convenience store across the street) got only a single bookcase. I seriously doubt that whoever decided that has ever as much as met a faculty member in the humanities, let alone listened to one.










