My experience with Tennessee State University thus far has defied description. In fact the closest I can get to explaining it involves the almost exclusive use of the non-letter symbols above the numbers on the keyboard, the kind of thing you'd see emanating from a very, very unhappy character in the Sunday funnies.
It's so bad I have had to invent swearwords. From their baffling, circuitous website to an admissions office that offers a cogent argument for an ever-expanding chaotic universe, this school, at least its administrative arm, is some fucking H. P. Lovecraft monster of crappy service and multiple unconnected "systems" in which your name may be changed one day and yet appear in its previous permutation the next, in which one transcript may arrive and be recorded and then another gets there and somehow doesn't make it into your file and when you finally get that cleared up after being literally hung up on three times and either lied to or bullshat or brain-farted-at, then the FIRST TRANSCRIPT DISAPPEARS and you have to GO DOWN THERE with your BABY and your MOTHER-IN-LAW and wait in a bleak mauve conference room for FORTY-FIVE MINUTES while they "search" for the transcript and then they finally find it and send you to some "advising" gym where three people tell you yes, you have to stay here, you must complete this action and then after another forty-five minutes the one person in that gym who actually knows what he's doing tells you you DID NOT HAVE TO WAIT AND DO NOT IN FACT NEED TO DO THIS OH MY HELL.
I tried to get my student ID but you have to register first and I went home to register except that I can't because I am not in the "system" yet although the ignoramus on the phone assured me that all would be in place tomorrow. I don't believe it for a second. Sure as shit I'm going to have to haul my carcass down there again and waste a morning being bossed around by wall-eyed slimy administrator guys who in the end have NO idea what's going on.
If there was any way to get these prereqs done that did not involve TSU or being independently wealthy, believe me, I'd be all over that shit.
On the upside, the actual faculty have been wonderful and accommodating. If I can just get through this morass of stupidity without making the evening news I'll be ready for anything.
Mad props to my mother-in-law for cheerfully accompanying me on this descent into madness. Also to Daphne, who was a trooper.