As many of you know, I am hoping to start Temple's credential program in the Spring. Well, if college admissions isn't confusing and crazy enough, graduate programs are even more so. Ok, maybe I am the only one who gets confused, but their websites are very confusing. I went in last Spring to talk to the lady who Temple's website said is in charge of credential admission. I met with her and she knew nothing. I seriously mean nothing. She could not tell me how long the program is or what grade level I will be able to teach when I have completed the program. Needless to say I was shocked at her lack of knowledge, but more so bummed out because I didn't get my questions answered. So, I scheduled a meeting with her boss earlier this past Fall semester. Meeting with her did help, but I was still confused about a few things. Oh, and she also explained that the lady I spoke with had just started her position that semester so that is why she knew practically nothing about the program (which I don't fault her for that, after all, goodness knows I'm surely confused about it). Anyways, that brings us to today.
By some miracle, when I checked my Praxis I scores today I had passed all three sections. Not sure how I passed the math section, but it's a tender mercy from Heavenly Father I'll take. I really thought I'd not pass the math section and be put back to take the next Praxis test. I have to pass both the Praxis I and II to be accepted to the credential program at Temple. The first is a basic knowledge test and the second is on history (my subject matter). So, with the shock that I may actually be able to start the program this spring as I had hoped, I was left with a few more questions. The only problem was that the person the website said to call for questions was the first woman I had spoken too. I should mention that I had also e-mailed this lady before even meeting with her last spring. When I saw that name in bright blue on the bottom of the screen I was not happy. I hate being a nag. Being a nag is bad enough, but being one because you still don't understand something you've been told multiple times is worse. I had the perfect solution: I'd lie. Ya, lie. A simple lie. That wouldn't be too bad, right? I'll just give her a fake name, ask my questions and hang up. Wrong! If only my life was that simple.
When she picked up the phone I told her my name was "Jane" and I had a few questions about starting the program in the spring. After she answered my questions she said, "What's your e-mail, I'll send you some information about admission." I didn't want to give her my school e-mail because it had my student id number and I wasn't sure if she'd be able to look up and see that it was me. Easy fix, right? I said, "Oh, well I do not know my school e-mail so..." (hoping to end the conversation right there). She said, "That's ok, I'll take your personal one, what is it?" My personal e-mail? You mean the that clearly has my real first name in it, not this "Jane" lady who I had suddenly become? I don't think so. So of course, I lied again. I said, "Well, that one isn't really that reliable..." (isn't reliable? Who am I kidding? Then what's the point of it?!) and said, "Oh, I found my school e-mail, here it is." She took my e-mail and we hung up.
After we hung up I checked my e-mail. She is the person I am supposed to send all of my admission stuff to!! She said for me to just e-mail her back when I had the stuff ready to turn in. E-mail her back?! As who? Jane or Annalisa? It's times like these I wish I would have just thought first. So now I'm not looking forward to our awkward face to face when she receives my application. When I told Tk this she said, "I am going to wait till after break and hope she forgets I even said my name was Jane. It's kind of funny of the ridiculous predicaments I get myself in because I care so much about what other people think.If I hadn't cared in the first place that this lady might think I'm a nag or dumb for calling so much, I would never have been in this situation in the first place. Oh life.
Love,
Annalisa
