After--literally--several weeks, she finally accomplished this task poorly and after a lot of foot-dragging. This week I received a packet of letters, back-dated by several days and mailed in a hand-addressed envelop. She sent these letters to the associate deans of those schools, rather than to whom I told her. She didn't identify me as a graduate student in the English Department, so they have this random name of someone somehow connected to the university, probably.
What's worst is that one of the letters was incorrectly addressed to "Mildred" Bergquist, rather than Francille Bergquist. The grammar is terrible. She has effectively lessened my credibility rather than added to the solution. This is enough to make me seek out her boss and make a formal complaint.
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That bites. I know a few social workers and I've met a couple who are competent, hard-working individuals; but the vast majority just seem to be part of the problem rather than the solution, whiling away the years 'til their retirement in a position at which they're not actually competent. Assigned social workers are even worse - a couple rungs down from court-appointed attorneys.
Anyway, you have my sympathies. What you need is an advocate, not a social worker.
Thanks, Cris. You've confirmed what I suspected I thought that someone who worked for Vanderbilt would be more capable. I guess I have to be my own advocate.
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