“My Son Needs Your Help”

“My Son Needs Your Help”

I loved May in the financial aid office, not just for the weather that didn’t yet require air conditioning the building didn’t have, but because it was the slowest month of the year. The school’s fiscal year was July through June. July was the start of the financial...

That’s Not How We Do Things, plus a Freebie!

I had been a financial aid counselor for only a few months when the manager of the bullpen had a disagreement with his boss and stormed out of the office, never to return. After three days, a colleague and I were named the temporary co-managers of the bullpen. We were...
“We Need a Short-Term Loan”

“We Need a Short-Term Loan”

Because my goal was to get promoted from secretary to financial aid counselor, I decided to dress like what I wanted to be, instead of what I was. Only secretaries wore sweaters. The sweaters had to go. After I’d saved enough money to go shopping, that’s what I did....
Everybody Has a Worry Bottle

Everybody Has a Worry Bottle

The first year I worked at the University of Minnesota, I didn’t know what program I wanted to enroll in, but I did want to take advantage of free classes. I took drawing, and ceramics, and graphic design, and weaving. Those classes felt like the opposite of dental...
“The Worst I’ve Ever Seen”

“The Worst I’ve Ever Seen”

To tell this story, I’m making up some names, using ‘Brenda’ for my boss’s pretend name, and ‘Doug Russo’ for the pretend name of a patient. It was a Tuesday morning, and while the Transplant Clinic was hustling on their side, the Derm side was uncharacteristically...
Jule Kucera