You want what from where?
The job description just said “transcripts.” But the letter I got back from them specifically indicated undergraduate transcripts.
Oh, for $DEITY’s sake. It’s been a dozen flippin’ years since I was an undergrad. You need to know my youthful transgressions (oh, that Physical Geology class! the shame of the B−!) why, exactly?
Unofficial transcripts will do fine, they say. Yeah, well, try getting unofficial transcripts as an alumna. I can get unofficial grade reports from the UW, but that’s only because I’m still a student and can log into their heavily-firewalled student-records office. You can’t get jack or squat if you’re an alum.
(Moral? If your university offers unofficial grade reports to current students, email yourself one just before you graduate! It might well come in handy.)
The UW, at least, offers official transcripts for the price of a stamped envelope addressed to the desired recipient. Go them. My beloved alma mater wants nine bucks. Bleagh.
I just keep reminding myself I want the job… that’s all I can do…