Okay. We arrived early and our "plan" worked. The other, quiet lady did our "intake". She has a niece with a life threatening peanut allergy!!! I wanted to leap out of my chair and hug her. The paperwork was rather long, compared to her other college. It included her ADA rights and who to complain to if she had a grievance with either of the "specialists" at this college. I kept my mouth shut A LOT, and only added what DD had forgotten, which was not a lot.
DD sauntered right in and eyed that Jar of Jif and told the lady how severe her allergy was, to please wash her hands and to please clean off the table where we were having our meeting. This meeting was constantly interrupted by teachers and students who were testing...it was not in a private room AT ALL. This room also houses the testing center...little cubicles like you would have a hearing test taken in. I thought that was weird, and hey, what about PRIVACY?!?!?
DD has to inform her professors of her accommodations herself, which I thought was kind of odd. At her other college, she had to hand them a paper to sign, saying that they had received her accommodations and it was to be returned to the Disability office. All of the paperwork is to be sent to the main office and an email of "approval" or not, will be sent to DD. The woman stressed that DD was to immediately contact her or the other lady who shall not be named
if any professor did not honor her accommodations. So, overall it went much better than we had anticipated. Now, here is the bizarre thing that happened toward the end of the meeting...
The evil lady arrived with a huge bag of food from a fast food place (no biggie there). She must weigh 350 pounds and she was breathing so heavily just from walking, I thought she would need some assistance ..and I am serious. (my nursing instincts kicked in) She sat down and out came a girl from the testing cubicle with some questions about her math test??!!! She came out about 3 times and the ladies both gave her answers..which I thought really odd. Most testing centers are like a prison type environment. Very strict rules, etc. She also came out for candy?? While....all of a sudden the bigger lady grabbed a KitKat and inhaled it (processed in same facility as peanuts) she then grabbed a Reeses peanut butter cup..DD stood up and the nice lady stood up and said "no!" "she cannot be around or smell peanut butter!" "She has a life threatening allergy." Well, oh my God, the big lady rolled her eyes and I swear on my daughter's life THREW that Reeses across her desk in anger. I could not believe it. She was pissed .She was only about 1 1/2 feet from us. She then said "well how is this gonna work, she can't test in here!" I was, for once, speechless. This grown woman,who was in charge, threw a tantrum over her candy. The nice lady then offered DD a room (not a black cubicle) to test in instead of the usual and customary testing rooms. DD was fine with that, she just wanted to get away from the candy fiend. The nice lady then said "there will always be Reeses's in this office, just call ahead and we will clean up.".
So, now what. This large lady will obviously have an issue with DD and I cannot tell you how much of a weird position this puts DD in. I would LOVE to report her--I have rarely seen someone act so unprofessionally in my life. But then what? What if nothing happens? Then she will "have it in" for DD even more. Don't know where to go from here.
I was immensely proud of DD today, she was so scared of the bigger lady and we did not have to do the intake with her...but then the tantrum happened.
Sigh.