How I was screwed:
I asked my biology professor in January my junior year before applying to med school if he would write one for me. He said sure. I ask to meet up and talk to him so I can give him my materials - personal statement, transcript, resume, etc. etc., no answer at all. Spring Break Rolls by - I contact, call and leave messages for his secretary, etc. etc.----no answer. MCAT rolls by - I'm kind of busy. Yet still no answer from him. I'm almost leaving for the summer....ahhh! I see him walking down the street talking to another professor while I'm walking the other way. He sees me and says "Hi". No answer. Does he not get anything? I was so mad I couldn't ask him there, yet so loyal that I didn't really dump him as a writer of my letter. So after more hard pressing (e-mails, phone calls saying i'm about to leave for the summer), I get an e-mail from him 2 days before I leave saying "I don't think we need to meet. I am busy grant writing and will do it after I finish it." (i.e. sometime in the summer while I'm sending off my applications
I haven't had this professor for 2 years, but he's seen what I've done around in my outside activities, and I did well in his class. If only he could have given me just even an hour, I feel he could have done such a better job.
One mistake of my life. Don't let it happen to you!
