Complications

With our first assignment underway, I began writing my first story with the utmost confidence. I knew what I wanted to say and that I had a good start with two interviews and some statistical information that I got offline. The only thing I needed to wrap the whole thing up in a nice little journalistic package was some help and a few words from the good old Registrar office not even 5 minutes from my house and I'd be done. I expected to be handed a couple numbers and maybe a comment or two.

What I did not expect was the exact opposite.

Having been to the Registrar twice now, I've found myself turned away on both occasions. The first time I went, I was told that I required permission from Prof. Mac via an email sent to the office. So, after asking him to do so, I assume that my second visit would be a bit more fruitful.

It was not.

The same woman who had shooed me away the first time (I now know her to be called "Pam") informed me upon my second visit that my professor needed to be more specific. She'd gotten the email from him alright, but suddenly she needed to know even more about the information that I needed than before. It'd have been really great if she'd told me all this the first time, but apparently she felt it necessary to leave that little bit out.At this point, I'm just hoping that she actually did manage to speak with Prof. Mac again and that I'll at least have the stats I need to finish my story by Thursday morning because without, I'm pretty much stuck between a rock and a Registrar secretary who probably likes me as much as I like her.

-Fran