So I guess there are one or two people who might be interested in knowing how well (or not) I did on the college entrance placement exams.
Though I had other plans lined up for today, I took the time to go down to Coastal and meet with a counselor, since that’s the only way I could get the scores.
I showed up after having picked up the boys from weight training, and having dropped off Kay at Jane’s work so she could use her car. The waiting room was packed, and the lady told me it would be about a two hour wait.
Well, I had time, so I put my name in and took a seat. Right off the bat, sitting on the couch, it occurs to me that I am the sole man in the room. Yeah, it’s so gonna suck being a college student. (Just kidding, honey!)
I read through an old copy of Our State magazine, watched people come and go, saw the others ahead of me go back, saw people come in behind me, flipped through the course catalogue, and eventually, just about two hours after I walked in, one of the councelors came out and called my name.
We walked back to her office while she flipped through my little folder. “Did you take the placement exam?”
“Yeah, a couple days ago. Tuesday.”
“Huh. It should be in here then.” She showed me a seat in her office, sat down, and looked on her computer for my scores while telling me not to worry, they’d be in there. They weren’t. She left to go find them.
She came back a while later, and was looking at the paper in a strange sort of way… I was suddenly very nervous.