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We all know this can be a very stressful process, so I thought I'd lighten things up and share a personal funny/embarrassing story about my application experience. If you have one too, please write!
I had two interviews back to back (one on a Friday, then the following Monday). On that Wednesday morning, I was running/sprinting down the road and tripped on uneven pavement and fell flat on my face. I have no idea how I didn't break any teeth, but nevertheless, the damage had been done: scrapes all over my body and FACE, bloody nose, and VERY VERY VERY swollen/cut lip. It was bad--REALLY bad. To add onto this, I told a doctor that I know what had happened, and he made the comment that he hoped my interviewer wouldn't think I was in an abusive relationship.
And even though I'm sure he was kidding, I was still a nervous wreck and started to worry about this possibility. In the end, it got so bad that at my interview on Friday, the director of admissions told us that if we had any questions/concerns at the end of the day to feel free to visit her. So after mulling it over, I (like an idiot) went to her office and blurted out "I want you to know I'm not in an abusive relationship."
After seeing the confused look on her face, I explained the situation and she told me she didn't think it would be a problem.
To this day, I still can't believe I went into her office and said that. What was I thinking? I guess this process makes all of us a little crazy/paranoid, huh? 😉
So anyone else have a funny story or am I the only dork around here?
I had two interviews back to back (one on a Friday, then the following Monday). On that Wednesday morning, I was running/sprinting down the road and tripped on uneven pavement and fell flat on my face. I have no idea how I didn't break any teeth, but nevertheless, the damage had been done: scrapes all over my body and FACE, bloody nose, and VERY VERY VERY swollen/cut lip. It was bad--REALLY bad. To add onto this, I told a doctor that I know what had happened, and he made the comment that he hoped my interviewer wouldn't think I was in an abusive relationship.
And even though I'm sure he was kidding, I was still a nervous wreck and started to worry about this possibility. In the end, it got so bad that at my interview on Friday, the director of admissions told us that if we had any questions/concerns at the end of the day to feel free to visit her. So after mulling it over, I (like an idiot) went to her office and blurted out "I want you to know I'm not in an abusive relationship."

After seeing the confused look on her face, I explained the situation and she told me she didn't think it would be a problem.
To this day, I still can't believe I went into her office and said that. What was I thinking? I guess this process makes all of us a little crazy/paranoid, huh? 😉
So anyone else have a funny story or am I the only dork around here?