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TIFU by thinking someone actually knew how to do their job

I'm in school for a pre-medical program. I had 3 classes of prerequisites before I could apply to the program. I planned to take the three during the fall semester to apply for the late December program deadline. Back in September, I saw one of the three classes (let's say Class C) ends two weeks after the program deadline due to the length of the course. I reached out to the secretary and program director to see if an exception could be made. Sadly, I was informed no exceptions could be made.

With this denial in hand, I dropped Class C because it made no sense to fall a payment behind on my car and stretch myself that thin for no reason. I've been annoyed/upset since.

Turns out that both the secretary and program director are new hires who can't understand their own department's policies. A counselor who is knowledgeable about the program. My admission would have been submitted but not considered accepted until the class ended. Given a satisfactory grade in the class, that submittal would have turned into an accepted status.

Turns out that both the secretary and program director are new hires who can't understand their own department's policies. a counselor who is knowledgeable about the program. My admission would have been submitted but not considered accepted until the class ended. Given a satisfactory grade in the class, that submittal would have turned into an accepted status.

Now I'm even more mad and frustrated as I have to wait til December of 2024 to submit an application for that admissions cycle and more than likely not start classes till the fall of 2025.

What the heck man? I don't know what to do other than cry. I'm 30F making $16/hr and barely squeezing by. My BF and I have paid our debt off, saving for houses despite the piss poor market, and are being careful to not bring children into a world we would struggle to provide. I feel like I'm doing everything right and still going to get screwed unwillingly in the end. I know I'm supposed to shake it off. But how am I supposed to want to push forward when it egg cracks like this?

TL;DR: trusted a school employee and her boss at their word about a policy and now I have to wait even longer to get into the program that could mean the difference of a lifetime in my living situation

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