So, recently a quasi admin's child failed a class in my department. Last semester, actually. The professor e-mailed me to ask what I thought she should do about the fact that someone she works with closely had asked her a favor, to allow the kid to make up work from last semester to get rid of an "F" grade.
Apparently the poor little crumb cake had disappeared after week six, and did not respond to the many e-mail attempts at contact the professor had made on account of the fact that she knew the kid's parent. And worse, the poor little crumb cake is now going to get kicked off financial aid (the kid is biologically at least an adult and independent, hence the financial aid). She did not mention that it was a quasi admin, nor that the person actually worked at our college (alas, this prof works at a lot of places).
I told her that this was NOT something I would allow and she could put it all back onto me. Heh. I really did not see this one coming. Even when the quasi admin person told me (s)he had something personal to discuss with me. Did I have a minute? No, not really, I said. This is important, (s)he said. Oh, well then. Okay.
Quasi Adminflake: "Professor Bella, I have a really small little request. A professor last semester mistakenly gave my little crumb cake a grade of "F" when a grade of "I" had been promised. Even though this professor has absolutely no problem correcting this error and allowing my crumb cake to make up the work, she says you are not allowing it. I know the deadline for making up an Incomplete has passed, but surely this is something that can be overcome."
Professor Bella: "Actually, when a grade of F has been assigned, it cannot be changed without a full explanation of the extenuating circumstances. Have your little crumb cake prepare a full grade appeal, gathering all the backup information and proof of your claims, and I'll take a look at it. And let him know he has to copy his prof on the appeal, with all the backup." Big smile. "It's good we are such friends, Quasi Adminflake, so that we can discuss this like chums. Hard, isn't it, to let the crumb cakes be adults? "
Quasi Adminflake: "The professor assured me she had no problem making this change."
Professor Bella: "Yeah, I admit I am the one who feels uncomfortable with it. If this professor did assign the grade in contradiction to what was warranted, there will be no problem, like she says. We can extend the deadline for you, sure. But I just have to see proof of the error."
Quasi Adminflake: "I really don't think my crumb cake is going to be comfortable putting those accusations against the professor in writing. "
Professor Bella: " _______," crickets chirp in the distance.
Quasi Adminflake: "I was hesitant to pull rank on this one, or to remind you that I have worked closely with you for years....."
Professor Bella: "Yes, QA, I know you'd never feel comfortable doing NOTHIN' LIKE THAT."
Professor Bella smiles and leaves Quasi Adminflake staring in a confused way into the void.
Who knows what Act II will bring?