I haven't been able to register for winter classes because two different holds were placed on my account.
The first one is that I never had my final transcripts forwarded from Ohio State, something I should have done at some point this summer. All quarter I've been attending classes in a good faith standing that I managed to not fail out of college after applying to grad school. It's a reasonable thing to check up on, considering I did not even give one damn last spring about my grades. I was much too busy waking up on Ana's couch on Monday mornings, still drunk from karaoke the night before, to fret about whether I'd get to wear a cap and gown come June. And for all the shit I'm wont to talk about Ohio State, I put in a request for my transcripts to be sent last night at 11 pm and got a text message this morning at 9 am that said they'd been processed. So, congratulations, Ohio State, you did one thing efficiently one time.
The second is that somehow I am registered as a male. I tried to correct it when I scheduled classes for fall, but OU told me that I had to "provide medical documentation of my sex reassignment surgery". Really? Really. So I let it go, because how much could it matter?
Well, as an adult able-bodied American "male", I have to be registered with the selective service, our national conscription service so that we can whip up an army in a jiffy should Russia invade Alaska or whatever. Because I'm not, OU threatened to take away my funding and put a hold on my account until I signed up with Uncle Sam.
Today, I signed a couple forms at the registrar and from now on, I should be a lady in the eyes of the university. And I expect to be treated like one. I'm talkin' jackets over puddles, doors opened, maybe picking up the check for "graduate student fees" every once in a while.
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