But then, I checked my Bursar's account this morning to see if the second group of fantastic textbook charges had been applied to my account so I could finally pay for them all at once--only to discover I suddenly owe $5,796.13. That's a big jump from the $96.50 I owed yesterday. I nearly had a stroke.
So I went to look at my transactions to see what the hell was so expensive.

OUT OF STATE TUITION. What?
And a second charge for in-state tuition that they kindly marked out to show I paid for it the first time--but the evidence is still there.
So I call the Bursar to see what's up. After 99 phone calls and 20 minutes of being on-hold, a friendly employee answers the phone. She is also confused about the extra charges in my account, and says all my "paperwork" is "complete." I assume that means they have proof I'm a resident (DUH!).
She directs me to the Office of Residency and Classification. After another 50 phone calls and leaving a message, I get a slightly-less friendly person on the phone. She can't figure it out either, but assumes I don't have my Prop 300 paperwork in. I told her nobody informs of this. "I know they don't, I'm sorry," she says, then directs me to visit the Registrar's office to fulfill my requirements.
So now I must trek to the Registrar's office and probably stand in line for 45 minutes JUST so I can hand someone my driver's license, bank card, concealed weapons permit and CatCard to prove that they've made a mistake.
The bureaucracy is mind boggling. The idiocy is mind blowing.
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