Student "edition" found at {thoughts dot com slash typed no space out no space loud slash blog}.

Maybe I shouldn't have started this blog now, not with everything that's been going on.

Wow, the student council got chewed out today, twice. The first time, I was the masticator. The second time, and less than two hours after my tooth grinding, it was a t-shirt supplier they were in business with.

First, it was because I had to decline this idea of theirs of a variety show for the college students on the Friday of the foundation week.

That's already next week. So much for my telling them they need to plan everything out a month in advance.

And what was their excuse this time? Because they didn't expect their first two proposals, the Daddy Bought Me This Cool Car contest and the Let's Invite Seven Bands to Play Here for no talent fee in three weeks time Game.

And this is after two meetings we've had where I told them that on that same afternoon, all the faculty and staff will be having their sports fest. So there will be no technicians to attend to them.

Besides, I said that if they show up on Friday afternoon instead of having the whole time off, fewer students might show up on Sunday.

What was their "threat"? If the students don't see the student council having initiated something during the foundation week, they won't be interested in going to the culmination on Sunday.

Well, that depends on the word that gets around, isn't it? And of course what they'll spread is that the administration is uncooperative and shuts down all their projects, despite all the lead time for preparation given to them.

Anyway, I was able to agree to them appealing to the Foundation Week Committee heads about the case.

But I warned them that there are times when just because they missed a deadline or something that it cannot be solved by talking it out, otherwise known as saying their excuses face to face.

The Academic Services head and the human resources officer said they would not want to meet with them, but are asking for a letter.

That way, they can anticipate any questions the heads may have, but there will be no chance to come up with counter excuses if their original reasons are shot down, as they are wont to do.

Well, I thought that was my interaction with them for the day, but then the shirt supplier showed up.

She complained about the students not being true to their word of giving her the money for the shirts on the day they said they would.

That was Friday last week. It's now Thursday. So she doesn't feel she can trust them anymore.

And they only answer her text questions to them at the end of the day, minutes before the bank closes.

I'll continue this tale tomorrow, which has more details that can fit in the remaining space.

Session 2031 has one prayer fulfilled of the students learning they can be called unprofessional. Class dismissed.