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There are loads of stories about over-involved or clueless parents interfering in the med school application process-- does the insanity stop with residency? I think not. I'll go first.
Me: Hey, dad, just letting you know, I've decided to take that year of research and I'm dropping out of fourth year.
Dad: What?! Why? Are you worried about residency? You know you'll get in. You'll get in everywhere you apply.
*smacks forehead*
Me: Dad, it's this Match thing, remember? [my dad is an anesthesiologist]. You don't 'get in' anywhere.... anyway, no, it's not that.
Dad: ... because they'll take you.
Me: NO dad, I want to do the research, and besides I've decided to go for a super-competitive specialty and I think my application could use the boost.
Dad: What? Plastic surgery is competitive? Seriously? Well, if it's so competitive, how on earth could taking a fifth year help you? It'll look like you needed a remedial year.
:: horror dawns in his voice ::
Wait, do you need a remedial year?
Me: No... argh... thanks for your support... just trust me, this is in no way anomalous, and the lab I'll be in is awesome.
Dad: I have a fantastic idea! I know the chairman of plastic surgery at [Southern State U, my undergrad]! I'll call him up and ask about this research business.
Me: Noooooooooooooooo
::Click::
Sure enough, he called. And he didn't know the guy *at all*, he looked him up on the division website. So now this particular PD, if he remembers my name at all, will think I'm the sort of person who has her dad do her groundwork for her and I'm sure rank me accordingly.
Me: Hey, dad, just letting you know, I've decided to take that year of research and I'm dropping out of fourth year.
Dad: What?! Why? Are you worried about residency? You know you'll get in. You'll get in everywhere you apply.
*smacks forehead*
Me: Dad, it's this Match thing, remember? [my dad is an anesthesiologist]. You don't 'get in' anywhere.... anyway, no, it's not that.
Dad: ... because they'll take you.
Me: NO dad, I want to do the research, and besides I've decided to go for a super-competitive specialty and I think my application could use the boost.
Dad: What? Plastic surgery is competitive? Seriously? Well, if it's so competitive, how on earth could taking a fifth year help you? It'll look like you needed a remedial year.
:: horror dawns in his voice ::
Wait, do you need a remedial year?
Me: No... argh... thanks for your support... just trust me, this is in no way anomalous, and the lab I'll be in is awesome.
Dad: I have a fantastic idea! I know the chairman of plastic surgery at [Southern State U, my undergrad]! I'll call him up and ask about this research business.
Me: Noooooooooooooooo
::Click::
Sure enough, he called. And he didn't know the guy *at all*, he looked him up on the division website. So now this particular PD, if he remembers my name at all, will think I'm the sort of person who has her dad do her groundwork for her and I'm sure rank me accordingly.
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