The Scenario: Normally, I sit in on a seminar that happens on Thursdays. For the last 2 weeks, however, it's been rescheduled to Tuesday because of various conflicts. (These schedule changes are not updated on the class web page, by the by, nor is email sent out about them.) However, this week, I had no record of the class being rescheduled to Tuesday, so I blithely wandered over to the appropriate place today. After a moment of realizing there was no one there, I ran into the aforementioned girl and asked if the seminar had been resceduled. She, with a rather smug expression on her face and oh-you-poor-dear tone of voice, told me that the class had rescheduled it together and of *course* it wouldn't have been held today.
I politely thanked her, went away, and proceeded to have exceedingly violent thoughts for a while.
Hence, this post. Hopefully, this will get it out of my system.
Oh, how I hate being condescended to. Yes, yes, I truly do.