Just ordered the missing honors cords for my kid online because the adviser doesn’t know what happened or where they went, and doesn’t appear to be willing to make it right for the dozen or so kids who got stiffed on theirs. It’s not rocket science to get on there and order them.
One job, Steve Harvey.
Our awards night had the air of mystery that instantly dissipated the minute they received their name tags-with assigned seats.
First two rows=superstars. Everyone else=hoi polloi.
To be fair, D said she enjoyed hearing her accomplishments read out loud and shaking the hands of the admins, so it was worth all the aggravation on our end.