I don’t know about anyone else, but I really hardly thought about college administrations before I encountered so much shit with them. Then I got to feeling — after so much time, so many repeated mistakes, so much hubris and no ability to admit mistakes — that college administrations are like the emperor with no clothes. Just people, and people screw up sometimes. People REALLY screw up. The problem is they act like they are special.
The president of the College of the Holy Cross flat out lies about confidentiality, or people lie for him, and it’s all made up.
The new college lawyer files a silly complaint about me SIX DAYS after he took the job — and I won. SIX DAYS!! It was so peculiar.
I’ve been a class agent for a long, long time. Then the college president puts my name on an internal list (without asking for and receiving my permission) and retaliates, and suddenly I am not a class agent anymore.
The administration of the College of the Holy Cross is a little wacky, communicates poorly, shoots from the hip, and never admits the mistakes it makes.
This would be funny if it wasn’t shit on top of shit on top of shit.