WTF Professor?!?

So tomorrow night is the deadline for one of my grad school applications and one of my recommenders still hasn't submitted my recommendation letter. WTF??? I asked him 2 months ago and he said he'd be happy to do it but it might be a month before he gets to it because of the many that he's already agreed to do. That was fine, I was so grateful that he agreed to do it. It's now 2 months later and he hasn't gotten to it yet. I emailed him just before Christmas because I hadn't heard from him at all and he said he'd get to it after the holiday. Ok, that was all I needed, just to know that he didn't fall off the face of the planet or completely forget about it. Well I emailed him again a week ago because, umm, the deadline was a week away and it still wasn't done. He said it was a good thing I reminded him and that he would get the letters in. Ok, great, that made me feel better until this morning when it still wasn't done. So I emailed him again along with another link to the online form for his convenience, he didn't respond. Well..let's see, it is now 24 hours before the deadline and IT STILL ISN'T IN!! I don't understand this at all. He's not a new professor, he's been at it for a long time, he does these things all of the time, am I the one that he's going to forget about and just not do? I need this guy's letter for all 3 schools. It's a good thing that I reminded him?? Like he literally forgot? See, I figured that the most logical way for a professor to keep track of all the recommendations he/she has to do is to make a list of names, their schools, and deadlines. So that there's none of this forgetting bullshit. Look at the list and see whose deadline is coming up and FREAKING DO THAT LETTER! What the F? When a professor agrees to do a letter it becomes their responsibility to get it done and in by the deadline. I, like most applicants don't want to harass these people, but my future is literally in their hands. I'm going to send as many freaking emails as it takes to get my damn letter in. I worked hard to get the other components of the application done and now 24 hours to go I'm still worrying about it. It's always painful to the bitter end, everything that I do. My only saving grace is that the deadline is on the weekend so I don't think anyone is going to be looking at anything over a holiday weekend and I guess I have a little wiggle room. But for crap's sake show me some respect and get my letter in by the deadline. And I really don't care if it get's done weeks in advance or 20 minutes before, but if it's going to be the very last minute then at the very least he can take 30 seconds to shoot me an email stating that he's working on it and is aware that the deadline is rapidly approaching. That's all it would take for me to be OK with the situation, that's it, but no, that's way too courteous and nobody has an extra 30 seconds to type out a sentence that would put a nervous grad school applicant at ease...I totally get how time consuming a one-sentence email would be. Just way too much to ask. Unbelievable.

So in order to not go through a 3-day weekend that I've been looking forward to all week in a total angry nervous haze I've just resigned myself to the fact that he probably won't get it done over the weekend and I'll have to contact the admissions office and ask what the hell to do. And also send yet another email to the professor. Although I have no idea what to say without coming across the wrong way. I need this guy to do this. I guess I still have a glimmer of hope though, he said he would get the letters in, I don't think that he's anything but decent, or I wouldn't have asked him to do it in the first place, obviously. But this is a little nutty. Who knows, I suppose there's still a chance that I could be pleasantly surprised tomorrow and find that he's submitted the letter for American University. Thank god the other deadlines are later. Sigh. Ok, I've vented, now I'm going to allow myself to get over it because clearly there's nothing I can do about it over a weekend, might as well not stew in a piss poor mood.