Volume 93, Issue 73

Wednesday, February 9, 2000


Touching everyone

SLB was not very friendly

SLB was not very friendly

To the Editor:
It's sad to say, but after being here for three years the novelty of attending Western has most certainly run dry. What sparked this conclusion was an incident that occurred at the registrar's office.

I have had to visit the Stevenson Lawson Building – Room 190, many times in the past for various things, as I'm sure we all have. However, I have never been treated and met with such rudeness as I was recently. After a long day of classes, meetings and studying in between, I headed over to Room 190 to get a form signed. When I got there, I realized it was about a minute or so after 4 p.m. – the time the office closes.

If I had been aware of these hours of operation, I would have tried to have gone earlier, but it was the only chance I had that day. Well, the front doors were already locked, so I walked to the exit door hoping to peek my head in and politely ask if they could satisfy my request of signing my form. I do realize that after a long day, everyone just wants to hit the punch-clock and get the hell out of there – but I thought that maybe, I would be lucky enough to receive some consideration. Boy, was I wrong!

As I attempted to peek my head in, a lady came charging towards me and slammed the door in my face. I looked at her to ask my question and well, before I could even finish my sentence, she glared at me and said, "No, we're closed" and was quickly on her way. I just stood there in disbelief at the rudeness of this woman.

Come to think of it now, I wonder if she heard the cursing under my breath, but frankly, I don't care! This letter is not a personal attack against SLB 190 because I am well aware that it is filled with many caring and compassionate individuals who have always helped me in the past. Unfortunately, I was just unlucky enough to encounter someone, who I hope for their sake, was just having a bad day.

From this incident, I started thinking about everything under the sun, about who I am and why I am here at Western. I have concluded that at this school, I am just a number. I don't have a face, according to Western and the way things are conducted. I am merely a number who is striving to achieve high academic marks so I can actually make it somewhere in this unjust and competitive world. I don't mean to sound so pessimistic, but I am just a little frustrated and bitter.

If "Miss Registrar" couldn't even take the time to let me finish my sentence, or, for that matter, even acknowledge me as an individual, can you blame me for my negative attitude? Don't get me wrong – I love Western for many reasons, but the audacity and rudeness of that woman is something I don't think I should have to tolerate.

"Miss Registrar" – if you're reading this – I do apologize. Maybe I caught you on a bad day, but I hope the rest of the Western community are never made to feel "invisible," like you made me feel that day.

Maybe, just maybe, if we could all take a moment out to re-learn that old cliché, "patience is a virtue," this world would be a much more compassionate place to live in.

Josie Miragliotta
Psychology III

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