When it takes an hour to take out the trash (and by that I mean actual garbage not beating the crap out of people...) you know your family needs to cut back somewhere...
Problem is they don't listen to my environmental rants...
Two very entertaining ways to get screwed over by your own university:
-Inform the student that they can't sell any of their hundred-dollar textbooks back, since a new edition is being used next semester, and therefore the edition the student bought is valueless.
-Inform the student three days ahead of time that you never got their housing deposit, and that they'll have to run at a breakneck pace to the bursar's office at 8:30 AM, make the payment, and run to another office with a receipt by 9:30AM. Even though an alert was supposed to be sent out in February, but then canceled because sophomore housing is optional. And never mind that the student has two finals the same day. Be sure to inform them that if you don't get the receipt by nine, then you won't get housing.
Check and check. If I were 21, this would be an excellent time to go get inebriated.