What exactly is it that you do all day? I would really like to know. I would really like to know because I put in my booking request last Thursday and you still haven’t confirmed a room with me. I really don’t get it – I was under the impression that your role was to take care of booking requests. Since it is currently July and there is nobody at the school, I find it really, really difficult to imagine that you are experiencing a backlog. And I mean, it’s not like I asked for anything special – I think I said “a room in the Bricker Academic building would be preferred, but not necessary,” which basically means you can give me any room in the entire school. Not a difficult request, certainly not one that takes three business days to fill. In fact, I just mailed a package this morning to Sault Ste-Marie that is going to get there is two business days, and Sault Ste-Marie is really far away so that is kind of remarkable considering it takes you three business days to do something that probably takes about five minutes and is your job. So you must be busy doing something else that’s really important and that I didn’t realize was the domain of the booking office. Oh, wait, are you actually the booking office for the entire world? Because that would explain it. That would explain why it takes you so long to get to my request. Because if every single request to book anything in the entire world has to go through you, then, yes, I could understand the delay.
Do you know what’s hard? It’s hard to promote an event when you don’t know what room it’s in. Which is something any functional organization would understand. But, people at the booking office, you do not work for a functional organization. You work for Wilfrid Laurier University, the world’s Least Useful Educational Instititution. Thank you for sucking.
Much of whatever is the antithesis of love,
Alexandra
PS: Another question I have is where the fuck is the booking office anyhow? As far as I know there is no physical space called “Booking Office,” and as far as I can discern it is just a mythical entity that exists in the hearts and imaginations of the kind of Wilfrid Laurier students who are always planning events, much like Santa in the minds of children, only instead of giving presents if you are good, the booking office gives room bookings if you wait a million years and then send a bitchy email, provided they haven’t, in fact, lost your request.
I tried to book a room once. They gave me a room the day before the proposed meeting. I had to cancel the meeting, because you can’t really properly publicize a meeting the day before.
I tried to book a room once; I never did hear back from them. So we rehearsed our play in the hallways.
Five minutes after I posted this, I got a reply. Which is proof that the booking office is kind of mythical-ish.