Personal Narrative: My Trip To The Writing Center

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After a little bit of trouble, I finally went to the Writing Center last Thursday with a couple of questions. Some of these included: “Is my essay clear enough?” “Is there enough information to meet my required length?” “What can I do to make my essay better?” I walked into the Writing Center confident that I would get help. I left the Writing Center feeling ready to tackle my essay again and make it better. On Monday night of last week I had gone online to schedule my appointment with an online tutor. When I looked at all the available time slots, I had noticed the only available one was for next Tuesday night at 9:00PM. I had started to freak out because I didn’t know if I’d be able to get into the Writing Center. I wasn’t sure what I was going to do because I thought the online meeting times were the same as the in person meeting times. I waited until Wednesday to go into the Writing Center to set something up because I …show more content…

The past two days had seemed to be very long because I was anxious to just get there and talk to them. I made my way into the Writing Center and explained to them that I had scheduled an appointment online to meet with a tutor, but was wondering if there had been any times opened in person earlier than next Tuesday night. The front desk lady had looked me quite confused and then asked “Did you schedule your online appointment in person or online? I don’t think I’m understanding what you are asking.” I had told her that I scheduled it online, but wanted a session in person with a tutor. She finally seemed to have understood what I said. She said that they had a lot of openings for the next day, Thursday, and that I just needed to give her a time that worked for me and I could meet up with somebody. I told her that 2:00 worked best for me, if that worked for them, and she said it did. It was at that moment that I felt a lot of relief. I was finally able to get into the Writing Center to get

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