"Woohoo! Time to register for new classes!"
"That's odd. It's not letting me register online. Looks like another trip to the registrar."
*later at registrar*
Registrar: "Just fill out this paper, get your professor to sign this paper, bring it back, and you'll be set!"
*later at professor's office*
Professor: "That's the wrong paper. The correct one is online."
*later at home*
"Sweet. The paper is printed. I'll just fill this out real quick, annnnnnd....I need a preceptor to sign this form."
*later at preceptor's*
Preceptor: "It's signed! Here ya go!"
*later at grad school office*
"Here's my paperwork. Am I considered registered now?"
Office: "Nope. You didn't complete the online form. Thanks for the physical copy though."
*later at home*
"Great. I need a copy of the form I just turned in. Oh, and my preceptor's resume as well."
"I'll see if I can get that and then I'll be done."
Grad School: "Nope. You need to do a criminal history check to apply for that class. It's $40."
