- 3 years ago
- Wedding: October 2013
You guys, I am so annoyed right now and I just need to tell someone.
This shall be a long read, so I apologize.
Last summer, I decided to finally go to cosmetology school. I looked around and decided to just go to the one in my town as the staff seemed nice and I was told they had the highest state board passing rate.
So, I started. It turned out that the women working in the office were the owner’s sisters. Sweet, I thought. I am all for small, family run businesses. Like I said, everyone seemed nice. My first day one of the women, let’s call her D, sits me in a little room and goes over about two hours worth of information and has me sign a contract. Previous to this, she had helped me with my financial aid and told me that my paren’t made too much for me to get any kind of financial help (mom claimed me on her taxes the year before) and that I would have to be a full-loan student, but that my payments would start 6 months after I graduate. Key term: FULL LOAN. As in FULL amount.
Fast-forward three months. D’s sister pulls me into the office and informs me that my “family needed to start making payments”. This rubbed me the wrong way because how does she know who is paying my loans? At the time, I was planning to pay them back. Then she informs me that I am actually only getting $11,000 out of the $14,000 I was told I was getting.
They waited three months to tell me. That is when I started thinking “hmmm… something is up here.” Not to mention at this time a guy joined my class who turned out to be a convicted rapist and would often make innapropriate comments and basically flat out told us he used to be a pimp. I decided to switch to a different school which was much nicer and actually seemed to know what they were doing.
That is when I was informed that I owed 75% of my tuition…
Needless to say, after a lot of arguing, I ended up staying.
Things just keep getting worse. I have 200 hours missing and when I ask about them I am told I should be “keeping up with my hours”. Uhhh… we clock in AND sign in. That is TWO places. I keep trying to see my time-cards but they make excuses not to give them to me… like that I could lie about what I count up. Whatever.
D turned out to be a complete beeyotch and is constantly trying to tell on us to the owner (who is actually a really, really sweet lady but is not there a lot because she runs 2 other schools). When I took a leave because my grandfather was sick she had me go ahead and sign another paper just in case he got sick again and I was at the hospital and couldn’t come in. When he did get sick again I called and told my instructor I would be out. When I got back she tried to count that whole week against me because I did not speak directly to her and she could not find the paper SHE had me sign. She then told me I would have to bring in his discharge papers or else she would have no “proof” that I was out because of him.
Uhh… yeah, I am not even sure if me bringing in someone else’s medical records is exactly legal. The owner took care of this for me.
A week later I was informed that I am only receiving $9,000 now. I got a paper in the mail and they have only drawn down $4,000 on me since last June. I am not sure how they are going to get the remainder of my loan by the time I graduate in November.
On top of this the school is in the ghetto. We constantly have scary people attending the school or coming in to get their hair done. The last guy had to drop out because he has PTSD and went to his neighbor’s house and pulled a shotgun on him. We had to call the police today to escort him from the school and now he is threatining all of us. A few weeks ago a girl was giving head in the parking lot in exchange for pills and then she decided to put Visine in all of our drinks.
I deal with racism from my clients constantly because I am white and we do mostly ethnic hair. The constantly pick apart what I am doing and they are rude to me. It hurts my feelings and stresses me out. (However, I do have several that I absolutely love and are great.)
Basically I want to rip my hair out. Does anyone else have any horror stories of school? Am I alone?