Long story short:
My graduate advisor tried to throw me out of my master's program for a (fictional) violation of my academic contract. She tried to do this by failing me on my research credit (since that's all I have left) & saying that put me over the limit on below-B grades. I submitted a grade-change appeal. After a month, it was denied. I submitted a 2nd-tier appeal. After another month & the clear implication that my producing a certain piece of evidence would get it approved...it was denied anyway. I submitted a last-chance 3rd-tier appeal. After over ANOTHER month, last night I found out.....it was approved. Kinda. The final appealer (the VP of the university) decided that the F grade on the research credit will not be changed, but I will still be allowed to finish my research & get the degree as long as I don't mess up anything else.
Since I have zero intention of getting a doctorate & nobody else cares what my grad-school GPA is as long as I have the degree, I'm calling this a victory. :)
The full story will be available upon request.
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Never tell other people when you win the lottery unless you intend to share it with them. If you do, make sure you have them sign a nondisclosure agreement for a specific sum. You don't want to find out the hard way how irrationally other people behave about money that they rationalize you did not "earn."
Congrats Capt. As someone who's completely experienced in lying staff, made up rules, and runarounds from school officials, I can sympathize.
Congrats Capt. As someone who's completely experienced in lying staff, made up rules, and runarounds from school officials, I can sympathize.
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Long story long (all quotes are paraphrased):
I'll start with the part that's actually my fault, since that's what happened first...
Last May, I finished all of my coursework for my degree program. (You may remember my making celebratory posts about never having homework or tests again.) All that remained was the research portfolio, which mostly consists of a research summary (of data collected the previous fall during my student-teaching internship) & a buttload of reflection papers (about various projects I've completed in my classes as a student and/or teacher). Over the summer, I got a little bit of work done, but not the whole thing like I'd planned, largely because I got kinda lazy & spent most of my time having fun (for a change). So I had to re-enroll in my research credit for the fall, where I also procrastinated, BUT by mid-October, I had drafts of everything for the portfolio. My research supervisor (who works under my actual graduate advisor) wanted to make an appointment with me to clarify something about my research data. I made an appointment for my first two-consecutive-days-off-work after that, in early November.
(The supervisor & advisor's first mistake happens here: They thought I was still in Kirksville & were upset that I put off the appointment so long. They did not tell me this until long AFTER the appointment. Ten SECONDS of fact-checking would've told them I had moved back home.)
(My first mistake happened here too: The procrastination.)
At this meeting, my research supervisor told me that all of the stuff I had ready to send him wasn't sufficient, that he would need several weeks, going past the deadline for December graduation, to evaluate all of it. Since it had been an extremely long time (over a year) since the process was explained to me, I had forgotten that the reflection papers had to be formalized & citation-filled, instead of being genuine personal reflections. Since I had also just been informed by my lender that my student loan payments would start coming due 3 months sooner than the lender had previously told me, I went into a panic at the thought of having to pay for another semester of credit & asked if I could take the 0-hour enrollment option, since (so I thought at the time), all I would be doing was waiting for him to approve things. He said no. I tried emailing my advisor herself that night after sending the drafts to the research supervisor. She also said no, angrily, & that she refused to discuss the matter by email anymore; I'd have to make an in-person appointment with her for that (which I didn't have time for before I had to go home). At that point, I was getting kind of hysterical, & I took some bad advice from my father to go over my advisor's head about getting the 0-hour enrollment. I figured the person to talk to would be the Graduate Dean, so I went to the Graduate Office & asked the secretary there if I could speak to the dean (who would be out of town for several days) about the matter. The secretary said she'd see what she could do. I went home.
(My second mistake happened here: I should have gone back & checked my own notes about the portfolio process to understand what my supervisor was talking about, that we would have to trade revisions of each item back & forth, not just wait for his approvals on things.)
Instead of hearing from the Graduate Dean, however, I next heard from my advisor's office, in a letter informing me that I was being brought up on disciplinary charges for an unspecified violation of the Student Conduct Code. I tried calling to find out what my charge was, but my advisor's secretary didn't know, the research supervisor wouldn't tell me "out of turn", & the advisor herself was "unavailable". I just had to make arrangements to go back to Kirksville for my hearing. I asked if it could be done after Thanksgiving (at this point only a week away), but they insisted on my coming before then, so I had to get somebody to cover a shift for me. My mom & I went up to Kirksville to see what the hell this was all about.
(Their second mistake happened here: Not telling me what on earth they were charging me with. This poor communication will come back to bite them later.)
I got up there & found out that the Grad Office secretary had cleared me for a 0-hour enrollment on her own, without my prompting. I was being charged with "giving false information to a University official to prompt them to action." Since the code only said "giving false information" & not "lying", I was guilty just for being wrong, even though at the time I thought I was giving right information. My advisor had a very hard time believing this, & she repeatedly tried to force me to confess to HER version of events, not my own true confession. She even threatened worsened consequences if I stuck to my story, even though I was still taking responsibility for my actions. Eventually, the battle of two Sicilian woman's wills was won by my mom, & my advisor accepted my confession, with a sentence of writing a letter of apology to the Grad Office secretary. Which I did, & hand-delivered last April when I revisited campus for HvZ.
(Their third mistake: Accusing me of lying. Always a mistake, but an especially stupid one when my mother is in the room.)
Immediately after my hearing, my advisor also ordered me to write up a contract detailing the terms under which I would complete my portfolio. (This was not part of the punishment, but standard operation procedure for students who take too long to finish their research; I was not upset about it.) I later did so, one of my terms being that I would return revisions from my research supervisor within 3 days of receipt. Before I signed, she then required me to add the following clause...
But, for 3 months, I did make all my deadlines. My research supervisor, however, could not say the same; he semi-regularly took over 3 days to send back his notes for my next revisions. It was very frustrating, since I wanted to try to graduate in May. So I asked him if we could start having more than 1 item at a time bouncing back & forth, to speed things up a little. He agreed, & then he went on a week-long professional-development trip. While he was gone, I submitted my expected revision on time, & then within 3 days submitted another item to start our back-&-forth. I thought the staggering of the submissions would be an obvious clue to stagger his returns as well.
(My last mistake: Thinking a statistics professor has common sense.)
He sent both items back within an hour of each other. :smashhead: Now this part's important: I checked my email that Wednesday evening (23 Feb) & he had not sent them back yet. The NEXT DAY, Thursday, 24 Feb, is when I got them. The day after that, Friday, I was very busy & tired from a way-overtime work week, so I didn't want to risk not doing a "quality assignment". On Saturday, day 2 of my cycle, I sent back a revision before going in to work for a closing shift. When I got home from work, power outage, meaning no modem. Also, nighttime, meaning no library. I could not do the other revision yet. I went to bed because I had an opening shift at work the next day. On Sunday, I got home amidst tornado sirens going off, finding my family in the basement with all power (intentionally) shut off except for an old TV for weather reports. As mentioned above, I have a strong Sicilian mother, so there was no way I could turn anything on to get my work done & sent until the storm passed. Which it did, after midnight. Then I did my revision & sent it right away, at the end of day 3. I kinda hoped this re-staggering would drive home the point that while I could juggle 2 revisions back & forth, I couldn't do 2 revisions at the exact same bleeping time.
Nope, didn't work. The next day, he sent back both items again. On Tuesday (day 1), I sent a revision back. On Wednesday (day 2), I sent the other back. DO YOU NOT GET THE POINT OF THE STAGGERING YET? On Thursday, 3 March, I received a notice from my advisor stating that I had taken more than 3 days on one of my revisions, so she was failing me on my research credit. She specifically pointed out how that put me above the limit of under-B credit allowed to grad students (I'd previously gotten Cs in 2 other courses), which meant my immediate dismissal from the program.
(Her next mistakes: 1, Citing THAT convoluted rule as her reason for booting me out, rather than the direct, inarguable excuse that she'd already written in our contract. 2, allowing another volley of revisions to go back & forth without informing me that there was an issue...bad communication again!)
I responded that there must have been some mistake: I got the stuff on Thursday & sent it back Sunday night, 3 days, like I'd done several times before. She said "No, you got the stuff on Wednesday, 22 Feb. 4 days. I don't want to hear this anymore; consider this my formal rejection of the grade appeal you're about to file with me." This would not have been the first time our campus mail system failed to deliver something on time (heck, it wasn't even the first time AFTER MY CONTRACT that it had failed to deliver something), & in our discussion of the contract last November, I had specifically asked whether I'd be held accountable for server errors. She had said no, I would not. When I tried to explain about the email glitch & the storms & that I'd made the submission as early as possible anyway, she tried telling me there were no tornadoes in my area at the time & that even if there were, I should have told the supervisor right away so he wouldn't mark me as late.
(A) She was checking the aftermath reports half a week later & seeing that no tornadoes touched down in the St. Louis city limits, whereas I was huddling in a basement ON THE NIGHT because the sirens were going off half a block from my bleeping house.
(B) Why the heck would I try to justify my lateness when I didn't even think I was late?
(Her next mistakes: 1, applying hindsight to a tornado warning. 2, putting me in a catch-22.)
I looked up the school Grade Appeal paperwork & found that I needed to show that she had made her decision unreasonably & in bad faith. I wrote a 4-page letter explaining the above story in much greater detail, printed out & included documents proving most of my claims, & sent it to the first level of appeal: the Education Department chairman. He spend a whole month "looking over" my case (though he admitted to going out of town for a week--not spring break, but the week AFTER spring break) & talking to my advisor behind closed doors before finally telling me no. Then, it took most of a week to get him to forward my paperwork to the next appellate level, as he VERY CLEARLY dodged my request twice.
Once I finally got my stuff to the second level of appeal (the dean of Heath Sciences & Education), he only took a week looking over it before he telling me, "it seems this all rests on that power outage--" [size=-4]No, it all rests on the email glitch, you idiot.[/size] "--so if you can provide documentation on company letterhead proving it, we'll be good. I went to the power company at my first chance, but they said they can't give out company letterhead to settle a private dispute. One guy even suggested that I find their letterhead online & make up my own letter! I told all this to the dean & asked if there was some other proof I could give, like a signed letter from my parents confirming things. He asked that it be notarized, so the next day my dad & I had his letter notarized & mailed. TWO WEEKS LATER, so now it's mid-May & I had to forgo walking in commencement again, he finally responds no. I say, "What gives? You said proving the outage would win this for me." He says, "Then I spoke with your advisor." Again, she'd added something to the case against me that I couldn't argue because I wasn't there to know what it was.
Then I had my stuff sent to the last appeal level: The VP/Provost of the university. I specifically asked him to let me know if my advisor added anything against me so that I could respond to it. He agreed. SIX WEEKS PASS, & just this past Wednesday I find out that, after conferring with the Graduate Dean (yes, the same one I'd wanted to talk to in the first place), they'd decided to reinstate me, but not change my grades.
It's a bit like slaying a dragon. You win, & you feel awesome, but you DO get a bit singed in the process.
And remember, "I'm-a Luigi, number one!"
I'll start with the part that's actually my fault, since that's what happened first...
Last May, I finished all of my coursework for my degree program. (You may remember my making celebratory posts about never having homework or tests again.) All that remained was the research portfolio, which mostly consists of a research summary (of data collected the previous fall during my student-teaching internship) & a buttload of reflection papers (about various projects I've completed in my classes as a student and/or teacher). Over the summer, I got a little bit of work done, but not the whole thing like I'd planned, largely because I got kinda lazy & spent most of my time having fun (for a change). So I had to re-enroll in my research credit for the fall, where I also procrastinated, BUT by mid-October, I had drafts of everything for the portfolio. My research supervisor (who works under my actual graduate advisor) wanted to make an appointment with me to clarify something about my research data. I made an appointment for my first two-consecutive-days-off-work after that, in early November.
(The supervisor & advisor's first mistake happens here: They thought I was still in Kirksville & were upset that I put off the appointment so long. They did not tell me this until long AFTER the appointment. Ten SECONDS of fact-checking would've told them I had moved back home.)
(My first mistake happened here too: The procrastination.)
At this meeting, my research supervisor told me that all of the stuff I had ready to send him wasn't sufficient, that he would need several weeks, going past the deadline for December graduation, to evaluate all of it. Since it had been an extremely long time (over a year) since the process was explained to me, I had forgotten that the reflection papers had to be formalized & citation-filled, instead of being genuine personal reflections. Since I had also just been informed by my lender that my student loan payments would start coming due 3 months sooner than the lender had previously told me, I went into a panic at the thought of having to pay for another semester of credit & asked if I could take the 0-hour enrollment option, since (so I thought at the time), all I would be doing was waiting for him to approve things. He said no. I tried emailing my advisor herself that night after sending the drafts to the research supervisor. She also said no, angrily, & that she refused to discuss the matter by email anymore; I'd have to make an in-person appointment with her for that (which I didn't have time for before I had to go home). At that point, I was getting kind of hysterical, & I took some bad advice from my father to go over my advisor's head about getting the 0-hour enrollment. I figured the person to talk to would be the Graduate Dean, so I went to the Graduate Office & asked the secretary there if I could speak to the dean (who would be out of town for several days) about the matter. The secretary said she'd see what she could do. I went home.
(My second mistake happened here: I should have gone back & checked my own notes about the portfolio process to understand what my supervisor was talking about, that we would have to trade revisions of each item back & forth, not just wait for his approvals on things.)
Instead of hearing from the Graduate Dean, however, I next heard from my advisor's office, in a letter informing me that I was being brought up on disciplinary charges for an unspecified violation of the Student Conduct Code. I tried calling to find out what my charge was, but my advisor's secretary didn't know, the research supervisor wouldn't tell me "out of turn", & the advisor herself was "unavailable". I just had to make arrangements to go back to Kirksville for my hearing. I asked if it could be done after Thanksgiving (at this point only a week away), but they insisted on my coming before then, so I had to get somebody to cover a shift for me. My mom & I went up to Kirksville to see what the hell this was all about.
(Their second mistake happened here: Not telling me what on earth they were charging me with. This poor communication will come back to bite them later.)
I got up there & found out that the Grad Office secretary had cleared me for a 0-hour enrollment on her own, without my prompting. I was being charged with "giving false information to a University official to prompt them to action." Since the code only said "giving false information" & not "lying", I was guilty just for being wrong, even though at the time I thought I was giving right information. My advisor had a very hard time believing this, & she repeatedly tried to force me to confess to HER version of events, not my own true confession. She even threatened worsened consequences if I stuck to my story, even though I was still taking responsibility for my actions. Eventually, the battle of two Sicilian woman's wills was won by my mom, & my advisor accepted my confession, with a sentence of writing a letter of apology to the Grad Office secretary. Which I did, & hand-delivered last April when I revisited campus for HvZ.
(Their third mistake: Accusing me of lying. Always a mistake, but an especially stupid one when my mother is in the room.)
Immediately after my hearing, my advisor also ordered me to write up a contract detailing the terms under which I would complete my portfolio. (This was not part of the punishment, but standard operation procedure for students who take too long to finish their research; I was not upset about it.) I later did so, one of my terms being that I would return revisions from my research supervisor within 3 days of receipt. Before I signed, she then required me to add the following clause...
...Since this was basically a totally subjective way for her to boot me out at any time, I became very paranoid about making sure I turned in "quality assignments" for each revision, even if that meant going right up to the deadline.If I fail to turn in a quality assignment by the above deadlines then I will fail all attempts at [research credit course number]. I understand that failing this course will result in my permanent removal from the MAE program.
But, for 3 months, I did make all my deadlines. My research supervisor, however, could not say the same; he semi-regularly took over 3 days to send back his notes for my next revisions. It was very frustrating, since I wanted to try to graduate in May. So I asked him if we could start having more than 1 item at a time bouncing back & forth, to speed things up a little. He agreed, & then he went on a week-long professional-development trip. While he was gone, I submitted my expected revision on time, & then within 3 days submitted another item to start our back-&-forth. I thought the staggering of the submissions would be an obvious clue to stagger his returns as well.
(My last mistake: Thinking a statistics professor has common sense.)
He sent both items back within an hour of each other. :smashhead: Now this part's important: I checked my email that Wednesday evening (23 Feb) & he had not sent them back yet. The NEXT DAY, Thursday, 24 Feb, is when I got them. The day after that, Friday, I was very busy & tired from a way-overtime work week, so I didn't want to risk not doing a "quality assignment". On Saturday, day 2 of my cycle, I sent back a revision before going in to work for a closing shift. When I got home from work, power outage, meaning no modem. Also, nighttime, meaning no library. I could not do the other revision yet. I went to bed because I had an opening shift at work the next day. On Sunday, I got home amidst tornado sirens going off, finding my family in the basement with all power (intentionally) shut off except for an old TV for weather reports. As mentioned above, I have a strong Sicilian mother, so there was no way I could turn anything on to get my work done & sent until the storm passed. Which it did, after midnight. Then I did my revision & sent it right away, at the end of day 3. I kinda hoped this re-staggering would drive home the point that while I could juggle 2 revisions back & forth, I couldn't do 2 revisions at the exact same bleeping time.
Nope, didn't work. The next day, he sent back both items again. On Tuesday (day 1), I sent a revision back. On Wednesday (day 2), I sent the other back. DO YOU NOT GET THE POINT OF THE STAGGERING YET? On Thursday, 3 March, I received a notice from my advisor stating that I had taken more than 3 days on one of my revisions, so she was failing me on my research credit. She specifically pointed out how that put me above the limit of under-B credit allowed to grad students (I'd previously gotten Cs in 2 other courses), which meant my immediate dismissal from the program.
(Her next mistakes: 1, Citing THAT convoluted rule as her reason for booting me out, rather than the direct, inarguable excuse that she'd already written in our contract. 2, allowing another volley of revisions to go back & forth without informing me that there was an issue...bad communication again!)
I responded that there must have been some mistake: I got the stuff on Thursday & sent it back Sunday night, 3 days, like I'd done several times before. She said "No, you got the stuff on Wednesday, 22 Feb. 4 days. I don't want to hear this anymore; consider this my formal rejection of the grade appeal you're about to file with me." This would not have been the first time our campus mail system failed to deliver something on time (heck, it wasn't even the first time AFTER MY CONTRACT that it had failed to deliver something), & in our discussion of the contract last November, I had specifically asked whether I'd be held accountable for server errors. She had said no, I would not. When I tried to explain about the email glitch & the storms & that I'd made the submission as early as possible anyway, she tried telling me there were no tornadoes in my area at the time & that even if there were, I should have told the supervisor right away so he wouldn't mark me as late.
(A) She was checking the aftermath reports half a week later & seeing that no tornadoes touched down in the St. Louis city limits, whereas I was huddling in a basement ON THE NIGHT because the sirens were going off half a block from my bleeping house.
(B) Why the heck would I try to justify my lateness when I didn't even think I was late?
(Her next mistakes: 1, applying hindsight to a tornado warning. 2, putting me in a catch-22.)
I looked up the school Grade Appeal paperwork & found that I needed to show that she had made her decision unreasonably & in bad faith. I wrote a 4-page letter explaining the above story in much greater detail, printed out & included documents proving most of my claims, & sent it to the first level of appeal: the Education Department chairman. He spend a whole month "looking over" my case (though he admitted to going out of town for a week--not spring break, but the week AFTER spring break) & talking to my advisor behind closed doors before finally telling me no. Then, it took most of a week to get him to forward my paperwork to the next appellate level, as he VERY CLEARLY dodged my request twice.
Once I finally got my stuff to the second level of appeal (the dean of Heath Sciences & Education), he only took a week looking over it before he telling me, "it seems this all rests on that power outage--" [size=-4]No, it all rests on the email glitch, you idiot.[/size] "--so if you can provide documentation on company letterhead proving it, we'll be good. I went to the power company at my first chance, but they said they can't give out company letterhead to settle a private dispute. One guy even suggested that I find their letterhead online & make up my own letter! I told all this to the dean & asked if there was some other proof I could give, like a signed letter from my parents confirming things. He asked that it be notarized, so the next day my dad & I had his letter notarized & mailed. TWO WEEKS LATER, so now it's mid-May & I had to forgo walking in commencement again, he finally responds no. I say, "What gives? You said proving the outage would win this for me." He says, "Then I spoke with your advisor." Again, she'd added something to the case against me that I couldn't argue because I wasn't there to know what it was.
Then I had my stuff sent to the last appeal level: The VP/Provost of the university. I specifically asked him to let me know if my advisor added anything against me so that I could respond to it. He agreed. SIX WEEKS PASS, & just this past Wednesday I find out that, after conferring with the Graduate Dean (yes, the same one I'd wanted to talk to in the first place), they'd decided to reinstate me, but not change my grades.
It's a bit like slaying a dragon. You win, & you feel awesome, but you DO get a bit singed in the process.
And remember, "I'm-a Luigi, number one!"
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Ugh, I hate having to explain to arrogant authorities the implications of software and hardware failure. The way they take it, there's no way you don't sound like you're implying they're a moron. Ignorant and selfish, sure, but not inherently stupid.
I also hate catch-22s, they piss off everyone. SD and I had a situation where we shared the supervisor position at a cleaning site, and the customer asked for a change in the shift that split it into two smaller shifts, which the contract company should've turned down immediately but did not. The extra pay for the supervisor position wouldn't have even covered fuel for two trips from relatively close by. That said, we left the position out of our own desire to work a single shift instead of two in the evening and early morning, there were no complaints about our performance.
So the replacement supervisor comes in and starts making frivolous changes to superficial things like insisting we only use smaller professionally labelled bottles for chemicals instead of hand-labelled larger bottles, asking for things done on days they were not, mandating a difficult start time, etc, at the request of the customer. She makes some bad, uninformed decisions based on assumed information from the customer, who we know have a record for not understanding the contract industry or cleaning in general.
We're put in a position where if we tell her that we won't do what she wants and she's wrong, we're just being pushy and headstrong because we formerly were supervisors. We didn't take care of things we should have because she instructed us in no uncertain terms that she wished us to do exactly as she asked, despite attempting to explain our concern. So then things weren't taken care of, and she looked bad and wanted to blame us - it's her fault for being a dunce and not listening to the former supervisor who'd left over pay issues, which of course turns into a managerial issue. The manager talks to her and gets into her head after some issues that there's no reason to be harassing us, we were doing fine, just wait and see and don't try fix what isn't broken.
After she'd been in the job a reasonable amount of time, and it would've been appropriate for her to evaluate what sort of changes will actually improve things, she came to the conclusion that there was in fact no reason to reorient the cleaners who have not had any issues since she started, and that is actually a very bad idea.
Naturally, half a year later, she's had her fill of the site and she's quitting. Disappointing because it already took that kind of effort to get over this stupid hump, when all we wanted was to do our job and get paid.
I also hate catch-22s, they piss off everyone. SD and I had a situation where we shared the supervisor position at a cleaning site, and the customer asked for a change in the shift that split it into two smaller shifts, which the contract company should've turned down immediately but did not. The extra pay for the supervisor position wouldn't have even covered fuel for two trips from relatively close by. That said, we left the position out of our own desire to work a single shift instead of two in the evening and early morning, there were no complaints about our performance.
So the replacement supervisor comes in and starts making frivolous changes to superficial things like insisting we only use smaller professionally labelled bottles for chemicals instead of hand-labelled larger bottles, asking for things done on days they were not, mandating a difficult start time, etc, at the request of the customer. She makes some bad, uninformed decisions based on assumed information from the customer, who we know have a record for not understanding the contract industry or cleaning in general.
We're put in a position where if we tell her that we won't do what she wants and she's wrong, we're just being pushy and headstrong because we formerly were supervisors. We didn't take care of things we should have because she instructed us in no uncertain terms that she wished us to do exactly as she asked, despite attempting to explain our concern. So then things weren't taken care of, and she looked bad and wanted to blame us - it's her fault for being a dunce and not listening to the former supervisor who'd left over pay issues, which of course turns into a managerial issue. The manager talks to her and gets into her head after some issues that there's no reason to be harassing us, we were doing fine, just wait and see and don't try fix what isn't broken.
After she'd been in the job a reasonable amount of time, and it would've been appropriate for her to evaluate what sort of changes will actually improve things, she came to the conclusion that there was in fact no reason to reorient the cleaners who have not had any issues since she started, and that is actually a very bad idea.
Naturally, half a year later, she's had her fill of the site and she's quitting. Disappointing because it already took that kind of effort to get over this stupid hump, when all we wanted was to do our job and get paid.
I muttered 'light as a board, stiff as a feather' for 2 days straight and now I've ascended, ;aughing at olympus and zeus is crying