FRICTION!

Ever since I heard my professor refer to friction as a retard force, I decided to replace “retard” with “friction” in my vocabulary as “retarded” isn’t proper speech for a young lady to use. It’s also quite fun to yell "Friction!" when others are around.

This morning I ran into much friction. As I registered for my classes I was reminded that I no longer go to technologically savvy school….apparently. I had to open my email to see what classes I had to take. I then opened another tab for the registration. I then had to open a new tab to look up my what the codes to my classes were. That’s right…NURS4003. It’s code is not 4003, it’s 897. Oh yes, that makes sooo much sense. And the reason that I have to look up the code is because I have to type it in. They do not list the classes available on the registration page, there is only a blank box where you type in the code, not the course number. Bah! Then when I finally looked up all the codes, register, and click on “view schedule”, it shows my classes, but no times! There is no calendar view. Instead, I have open yet another tab and look up each course’s description page and read through the paragraph to find out what day, what time, and where your class is meeting. I can then make out your own calendar to make sure that I didn’t schedule my lab over one of my other classes.

Has anyone ever thought of using tables? Drop down boxes? Buttons? Any functions at all? I know that nurses are resisting new technology, but come on people! Once again, I have realized the perks I had at BYU.

I wonder if they would pay me to fix their FRICTIONOUS inefficient system.