Why Am I Still Here?

As I sit here and think about it, I can now count down my amount of time left at Babson College in MINUTES. Wow, if you are looking at this site, then you should have an idea of good that feeling is.

Someone asked me the other day, “You still hate this place even when you are about to leave?” Fuck ya was my answer.

The time I am spending here right now is due to their negligence and incompetence with the office of Class Deans. Because of those fuckers, I have now had to be at school for two more weeks then I should have had to and have had to spend an extra $2 grand, plus any lost income from the job I should be at right now. Don’t you think they would audit the credits of people about to graduate before they are in the ninth hour? IT TOOK ME CONTACTING THEM to make sure I had everything to graduate and could get the fuck out of this hell hole that I have to call a college. So here I am, spending more money, wasting more time at this horrible place.

So while I am here, figure I might as comment about the office three steps away from the useless pieces of shit in the Dean’s office. If anyone has ever worked with the Center for Career Development, then they will realize that they are completely useless. From the words of a VERY successful man that owns a hedge fund, “they are the most useless mother fuckers in the world.” That is the reputation that I, as an about to be Babson Grad loves to hear from a proven successful Babson Graduate who is extremely successful and has tried with great strides to help improve the school, but with no prevail.

So why don’t we talk about improving this hell hole. Who would you go and talk to about that? My idea was Barefoot, so I wrote him a letter, stating that I have been to two other colleges, including Babson’s number one competitor Bentley. I have experienced and can see what makes each school better then the other. I offered my assistance and offered to help come up with ideas to help improve student morale and campus activities that mature students would enjoy, rather then middle school activities like breaking a computer and a printer in front of Reynolds for stress relief. So what do you think that Jackass’s response was? He sat there and demeaned me as a person and a student. That stupid fucker doesn’t realize that this school needs me now more then I need it. This school is a reflection of so many of the students here, it thinks its shit doesn’t stink and it is better then everything else. WELL it’s fucking wrong. This school sucks and it is going to be its own demise if it doesn’t change something soon. You can’t just offer a good product, but a horrible backup service. If that is the situation then you will fail, don’t believe me – ask Gateway.

So why does this school need me more then I need it. Well I have graduated and paid (That would be the full tuition cost each semester – you know the $42,000 each year) the full way, without their assistance. So now I ask you this – having the 5th richest student body in the country, why is it that we have a ridiculous low endowment? It is because of so many students like me, who hate this place and will never make a donation that will contribute to this fucking place. I say that, but I know I will donate to this school. I am going to donate $1 per year – that way it will actually cost them more to process and cash my donation then it would if they didn’t. That’s all for now, I have time on my hands as I have to take the class “Diet & Disease” in order to graduate from a Business School.

Chisumebb

This entry was posted on Tuesday, January 10th, 2006 at 8:22 am and is filed under Babson, Crap. You can follow any responses to this entry through the RSS 2.0 feed.

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  1. Crapmaster on January 11th, 2006

    So true. It’s actually kind of disturbing that it’s true, but yeah, that’s how it is here at Babson – disturbing.

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