Today I was reflecting upon how behind I already feel this semester. I’m working on getting a new employment project, trying to fix all the broken equipment in my house, and taking an extra class this semester. But since my focus for today was working on deliverables for my classes, that is where the greatest majority of my stress was felt. I got this deep sinking feeling that I was officially done for as a business student as of this semester.
I looked at the syllabus for case analysis write-up guidelines. While looking for this information, I actually read a section of the syllabus that I had seen on syllabuses for every class I’ve taken for the past four semesters — a section that dealt with special arrangements for students with disabilities. I realized this semester could have just gotten a lot easier…
Now, we all have problems. Some of our problems are more evident than others. I have a tough time paying attention. I say things that are not logically connected to discussions on accounting, strategic management, or whatever courses I’ve been taking for the last few years — I really can’t remember. I’m even the poster child for a psychological condition called Oppositional Defiant Disorder (ODD). I could go on-and-on. Anyway, I’ve been pulling myself up by my mental boot straps for years to only marginal success. Why can’t I get a leg up on some of my smarter and more studious colleagues?
Anyway, I went to the Disabilities Service Office Student’s section. Then, I started laughing my ass off. There’s a collage of images of happy, smiling, and generally good looking kids — all probably with the same idea that I had. There were no people in wheelchairs or anyone with a red can and dark sunglasses, or even someone who obviously has a condition like Down’s Syndrome. But one of the pictures caught my eye — a chick with a book being balanced on her head. She’s like, “Durr! I don’t know how this works! I got a book on my head. I need the Disabilities Service Office.” F-ing amazing, and I laughed about it all day.

But the best part of this site was that it has a page on it that lists disabilities and what kind of services you can get. You know, if you need to find a disability you qualify for, but aren’t that creative, you’re made. But the pictures are silly. Right next to a section with the header “Attention Deficit Hyperactivity Disorder” there’s a kid hanging off the ceiling, like you’ve got to be flailing about in order to have something wrong with you. Anyway, the services that I wanted — no homework/I get an A for showing up — wasn’t an option, particularly for someone who has such a bad case of ODD as I do.
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