Every so often at the Student Advising Office in the College of Education, I get asked really weird questions on the phone from one of the students calling into my office. I think this week I received the mother of all calls that I've ever received.

A woman in her 40's or so calls into my office and begins speaking in a really broken, staccato fashion. Here is the conversations almost verbatim:

"Hello....My name is ________ . I...need...the office where they do counselling.....for...I need the office where they do...the counselling for...Attention Deficit....Can I call you back in a few minutes?"

Followed by a quick hang up. I shit you not. Coming from a student I would have thought that was a crank call. But this woman was just some woman who needed the counselling department for ADD. The irony of that phone call was not lost on me.

matt out