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At lunch during the interview day at Wake Forest, I accidentally spilled some tomato soup onto my lap and shirt. My shirt was white, and it stood out very visibly. I felt embarrased and apprehensive about what my interviewer would think. The student tour guides said not to sweat it, but I felt the interviewer would notice. I wahed out the stains as best as I could in the restroom, but they were still there and quite noticeable.
I waited outside my interviewer's office. He opened the door and welcomed me in. I don't think he looked down then at the stains, but while I was sitting he did quite frequently, and I was pissed off that I blew it. My responses to his questions were off-line and somewhat unclear. At one point I joked about how I'm a slob by saying, "Well, being a slob runs in my family. Whenever my dad went out to eat, he took it to go - on his shirt and pants. I hope in anatomy lab I don't spill the beans in the cadaver."
I felt like a dufus. Now I don't want to go to med. school anymore because people laugh at me. Any advice as to how to get out of this phobia and sense of resentment?
-Jamal
I waited outside my interviewer's office. He opened the door and welcomed me in. I don't think he looked down then at the stains, but while I was sitting he did quite frequently, and I was pissed off that I blew it. My responses to his questions were off-line and somewhat unclear. At one point I joked about how I'm a slob by saying, "Well, being a slob runs in my family. Whenever my dad went out to eat, he took it to go - on his shirt and pants. I hope in anatomy lab I don't spill the beans in the cadaver."
I felt like a dufus. Now I don't want to go to med. school anymore because people laugh at me. Any advice as to how to get out of this phobia and sense of resentment?
-Jamal


