Earlier this semester, I was leaving one of the labs, when I heard a voice calling on me. “Excuse me. Come over here, please.” It was the college’s deputy dean for academic affairs. “Are you a pharmacy student?” he asked me, and I said yes. He asked if I had a minute, and I said no. (I lied. I wanted to avoid meeting him, because these guys would never call you for a good reason.)
However, all my attempts to escape failed. “Can you come to my office at 10.05?” he asked. I had no choice but to say yes. I was waiting, wondering what the hell I have done. Have I broken any rules, or, worse, he found my blog, and did not like how I criticized them on previous occasions?
I was nervous. Have I committed a huge sin that he was willing to stop whatever he was doing just to come and talk to me? He arrived ten minutes late. He told me to come in, but he seemed on a hurry that he did not even sit on his chair. “Listen, I wanted to talk to you about your clothes. You know pharmacy students wear a grey scrubs. I don’t want to make you sign a paper saying you would never wear like this, so stick to the college uniform.”
What did I say? Nothing. He was not talking to me; he was giving orders. I just said OK, with a fake look on my face, and left the office.
Trying to figure out what was wrong with my clothes, I went looking for a mirror. I was wearing a light purple T-shirt, a pair of basic blue jeans, Adidas black shoes, and carrying my bag. (I know this combination sounds weird, but believe me, I looked fine.)
About a year-and-a-half ago, the college administration issued a decision stating that from this semester, “students should wear grey scrubs.” They did not say it is obligatory, and there are no rules, or a dress code or whatsoever to regulate this matter.
Due to the ambiguity of this decision, some students wear the grey scrubs all the time, some never wear them, and some wear them on days, and don’t on other days. I belonged to the second group. Not that I have a problem with wearing scrubs or anything. I don’t think that two pieces of grey would make me any less handsome ;-) But it did not make sense to me to invest in getting scrubs that I’m not obliged to wear, when I can put on different clothes on different days.
The absence of rules is disturbing, because it leaves you under the mercy of the official. If he were having a bad day, he would punish you for breaking a non-existent rule. If he is having a good day, and in a good mood, he would overlook hundreds of students wearing thobes, and even those wearing sweatpants with a najdiah, and not just that one student in a decent combination of a basic T-shirt and a pair of jeans.
I hate KSU, and I hate how it is run. You either have a clear set of rules (or a friggin’ dress code, or whatever), and you watch if it is respected and followed, and then you go to punish those who violate it, or, you keep your mouth shut, and leave students wear whatever they like, which makes more sense, because we are college students, for God’s sake, we are adults, and we don’t like to be told what to wear.