THING REINSTALLED. STILL BLUE.

This week I have faced the following potential melt-downs, not including my own elevated angst levels:

1. A student who will not accept the transfer credits I've awarded her; after a FOURTH round of arguments with me, she's taken it to the Dean. (Who will refer it straight back to me for comment, but that's another couple of hours of double-checking and justification).
   
2. A company sponsoring a student who has had several discussions with me about the student's curriculum and best interests, and then used a broad misinterpretation of the info I gave them to turn around and slap the poor sod with disciplinary action for misinformation.
   
3. An annoyed parent-of-student once more on my case threatening to get angry on me because the admin process I warned him would grind out the answer he needs sometime in early December, still hasn't ground it out. (Yes, it's still November).
   
4. The need to order exactly the right distribution of T-shirt sizes for my orientation leaders, now, immediately, despite the fact that I can only select the actual OLs in December when results are out. Apparently I'm supposed to count up all the sizes and then proportionally reduce the order to get to the correct number. I shudder to think of the chaos this is going to cause. OLs get extremely plaintive if you put them into the wrong-sized T-shirt.
   
5. Ongoing and completely unnecessary venue conflicts created by an administrator in another faculty getting the wrong end of the stick, repeatedly and hard, after not actually reading any of my emails properly.
   
6. Three students in crisis and tears because the Summer Term has at the last minute cancelled the courses they need to do to graduate. One of these is partially my fault, I missed a point when counting her courses early in the term, and she withdrew from a course she actually needed. Other than feeling futile remorse there is not a bloody thing I can do about this.
   

Under these circumstances the only possible response is to contemplate the lot of those more unhappy than I am, namely Not Always Right. This made me laugh until I choked. Tech support humour ftw.