Doing strange things in the name of art

The university has actually managed to outdo the lowest depths of ridiculousness and ineptitude of the New Mexico Motor Vehicle Division!  I have spent the last three months trying to get them to fix the fact that the computer system (which was obviously programmed by a sadistic ass weasel who sold his soul to the Imp of the Perverse) insists that one of the classes I took last semester doesn’t exist.   My professor has tried to fix it twice without success.  I have been all over the administration buildings trying to find anyone who could even suggest a method for correcting this little snafu.   It took FOUR SEPARATE EXPEDITIONS to the records department to identify and obtain the damned paperwork to get the class put back on my transcript, followed by further chasing all over campus getting the damned paperwork filled out.   It just adds insult to injury that I have to pay an extra fee to fix THEIR screw-up, but I am so fucking sick of dealing with the completely incompetent bureaucracy that I’m not bothering to argue about it.  
And all of this is on top of at least four different course cancellations over the last few years, not to mention the class that went through three different instructors in the first ten weeks.  My supervisor at work would crucify anyone who pulled this sort of bullshit.  

I can’t wait to finish my last few credit hours, get my degree, and get out of this gigantic shrine to Murphy’s Law.

I would like to announce that my history professor is a twit. There appears to be even less correlation between this study guide and the lectures for this test than for the last one. You would think that the terms on a study guide would at least be things which were disscussed in class. oh, well, back to studying, I guess.