The first semester of my Master’s began with a lot of signature finding, running up and down the hill (upon which the campus is built), and trying to figure out who needed which piece of paper, and what signature had to be where. For some reason the phrase “Hunt the Wumpus” came to mind. It’s as if I was trying to find some mythical beast, hidden somewhere on campus. Each place I would go to would have a clue as to what might be coming up next.
This semester hasn’t been any different. It went something like this:
- Look for a piece of paper (at home) from last semester, which seems to have disappeared. Don’t find it. Look at school in the lab (at the bottom of the hill). Don’t find it there either.
- Ask the folks at the Dean’s Office (at the bottom of the hill) if they know where I can find a copy of the paper I need. They say it’s at the School of Graduate Studies office, at the top of the hill.
- Go to the School of Graduate Studies office at the top of the hill. Get a copy of the paper from last semester.
- Get the signature from one of my supervisors (at the bottom of the hill).
- Take the paper back to the School of Graduate Studies (at the top of the hill). They say it has to go to the Registrar’s Office (part way down the hill).
- Take signed paper to the top of the hill to the Registrar’s Office (part way down the hill).
- Wait for registration to go through.
- Eventually go to the cash office and pay my tuition (further up the hill).
Also, somewhere in there, there was another piece of paper that needed two signatures, but at least they were in the same building and even on the same floor! It’s no wonder folks around here generally look quite fit, with all that running up and down the hill that has to be done…