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Oh no, which one did I tell you at dinner?
But no, whatever I told you, it wasn't this one....I didn't tell ANYONE this one. Until about an hour ago.
It's kinda gross.
You told us about Vandy, which was way more awkward than embarrassing.
Ok. Here is the story.
*Snip*
Freaking EPIC! 🤣
I REALLY hope this is true!that is something you should've shared with your interviewees/interviewers and laughed about! if you make the interviewers laugh you're a lock!

I would give you instant acceptance for being such a trooper and not being a "girl" about it... Haha. I would feel pretty gross though. Also, major props for being able to fix your makeup well enough so that it wasn't noticeable. Pretty sure if it happened to me, I'd end up with raccoon eyes, looking like a crackhead.
Agreed on both counts! 👍
I'm game for embarrassing stories...
None from interviews, but here's one from when I was about 4:
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Also epic!
hi yall 🙂 just thought id pop my head in here and join the ranks of 2015! got accepted!!!
Accepted SLU at ~ 11 AM this morning! Gonna be a doctor! 😀
Congrats to both of you! 😀
Uh... this one isn't too bad but it happened not long ago so it's still fresh in my head.
I like a lot of sugar in my coffee, like 4-6 packets for a 16 oz. cup (but now I'm on a diet and my coffee now gets Splenda'd to cut back on calories 🙁 ). Anyway, I got a cup with my breakfast in the cafeteria at work, so I grab like 4 packets, pinch them in my fingers, and go to shake them to get all the sugar away from where I'm going to tear them open.
Only at least one of them was ripped on the other side, so when I shook them, I showered myself in granualted sugar in the middle of the caf, and I jumped and yelped because I didn't expect it. A lot of it went straight down my shirt and nestled between the girls. Ugh!
The worst part was the guy next to me when it happened, to smiled and said, "You're sugar coated now!". And I was preoccupied trying to sweep the sugar off myself, so all I could manage as a response was to chuckle nervously and quip, "Yeah... I'm sure my husband will appreciate that later."
The guy was probably old enough to be my dad. *Dies*