most bizarre interview moment?

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skoaner! do you think he was trying to mess with you or was just really laid back?

 

[UCLAstudent]

I interviewed at a school in September. After lunch and the tour, everyone was scheduled to interview at 2:30. I will call my particular interviewer Dr. X. Well, I arrived at the location of my interview, and I saw another girl who I had met earlier in the day waiting there, as well. She said to me, "Oh, are you interviewing with Dr. X?" I said, "Yes, why, are you?" She said yes. This seemed odd to me, since every interviewee should have had a different interviewer (since we were all scheduled for the same time). Dr. X came to escort my friend to his office. A few minutes later, Dr. X came to escort me! It turns out that my interviewer had an identical twin! Twin radiologists, working at the same hospital, married to radiologists, went to the same undergrad and the same medical school (which happened to be the place where I was interviewing). So weird!

 

[skoaner]

skoaner! do you think he was trying to mess with you or was just really laid back?

Haha, I dunno! Probably a little of both. It was entertaining though!

 

[mr. sparkle]

My whole interview group was trapped in the elevator when we were having a tour at SUNY Upstate. It was really scary at all, and everyone was just laughing and said how the school can make it up to us by letting all of us in. We were only trapped for 5-10 minutes though. The tour guide called up the director of admission on a cell phone and the director was like "Oh my gosh!" It was my first real trapped-in-the-elevator experience.

hey i was there too! i was happy the nurses in the elevator didn't freak out.

 

[Soleilpie]

I stayed at my grandmother's house prior to my UMASS interview (my top choice), and a mixup packing left me with only sneakers. After frantically searching the house over, the only thing remotely matching my dark suit was a pair of old black leather and wood Danish clogs, with a 1 1/2 inch heel.

I'm a 6'1'' guy.

Clopity clop, clopity clop.

Still havn't heard (they are notoriously slow).

It's 2am here and I had a hard time trying not to wake the house while I died laughing! You guys this is some great stuff!

 

[MTGV]

bump

 

[DoctorDoom]

I wouldn't know how to respond to that one. I've gotten talked at by bio profs for smoking so many times. Maybe I can find a bush or something to hide behind and smoke if I go to interview 🙂

Just be honest, I knew I couldn't BS the man. With someone else, a less forceful interviewer, I might have thought it was a test. Don't try to game the interview too much. Good luck!

 

[boardchic]

This isn't nearly as good as some of the other stories, but I thought I would add it anyway:
At one of my interviews, the interviewer was making what looked like a brainstorming tree throughout our conversation (you know, the thing where you draw a circle in the middle of the page and then draw spokes out from it and write ideas in more little circles...) He was just randomly writing down little snippets of things I said all over a blank piece of paper.
Interviewer: So, what do you do in your spare time to relax and enjoy yourself?
(How are you supposed to answer this question? I'm always tempted to answer with the truth: sit around and drink...)
Me: Well, I like to go camping. I watch a lot of movies and listen to music. I also snowboard.
Interviewer: Ok, so, sports? (writes "sports" in little circle)
Me: Um, no... snowboarding and things that involve sitting...
Interviewer: Oh, right... (furiously scratches out sports; can't seem to figure out what else to write...)
Awkward pause...
Interviewer: So, what kind of music do you listen to?

 

[Dr. Donkey]

My interview said something humorously ironic. I tried to laugh and began one of those introductory "psh" sounds (to make me sound sophisticated and jaded...j/k).

Beware! "Psh" sounds have a nasty tendency to dislodge saliva from the mouth and throat. I could do nothing but watch as a slow-motion bombardment of discrete spittle spheres sailed through the air 😛 towards my ever-so-distinguished interviewer reinforced, no doubt, by a follow-up of fine loogey mist.

I'm pretty sure I got her in the eye because when I looked up she was squinting 😉 . Actually, I'm not totally sure if she noticed (hence my deft maneuver 😎 of clearing a lingering spit deposit from the table with my sleeve) because her eyes might have been closed the whole time while she laughed . There was definitely an ackward exchange afterwards where I began the utterances of an apology , but then realizing she might not have noticed, recanting in mid- "I'm s-," to a stumbling exchange of half-words being resolved in another question for me. I ultimately decided that it would be far less embarassing to bring up spitting on her if she didn't notice than it would be rude to not apologize .

I wish it wasn't so 🙁 .

I think I used almost all of the smilies...how's that for annoying?

 

[UnskinnyBop]

This isn't a med school interview story, but when I was interviewing for my undergrad, the Penn interviewer was asking me what TV shows I liked. I mentioned liking "The X-Files". He comes back with, "Who are you more like: Mulder or Scully?" I totally panicked. I felt more like an alien fetus. I eventually said I guess I'd be Mulder since he was all open to new modes of thought and such. Hahahahahaha.

What if they ask me that in my med school interview? Should I say Scully since she's a doctor? Or is that too obvious? 😕 😕 😕

 

[doogyhowser]

This isn't a med school interview story, but when I was interviewing for my undergrad, the Penn interviewer was asking me what TV shows I liked. I mentioned liking "The X-Files". He comes back with, "Who are you more like: Mulder or Scully?" I totally panicked. I felt more like an alien fetus. I eventually said I guess I'd be Mulder since he was all open to new modes of thought and such. Hahahahahaha.

What if they ask me that in my med school interview? Should I say Scully since she's a doctor? Or is that too obvious? 😕 😕 😕

i'd of said the "benny hill show" 🙂laugh: me laughing at my own joke)
too bad nobody will know what i'm talking about since it's a 1970's-80's british comedy...ya had to be there i guess.

anyway, group interview (applicants and interviewers) for my master's ...Haven't been invited to answer any of the previous questions first yet...

INTERVIEWER: "what's the last book you read?"
ME: ...(silence)...(panic)... uh, (stutters) organic chemistry...(gulp)
INTERVIEWER:...(confused look)...*slams hand on the table, then lets out a roaring laugh*... "no, really..."
ME: (sheepishly)... uh, really, o-chem...(in my head: "For Christ's sake lady, i'm loaded down with science courses tryin' to meet all your pre-reqs. Whatya think i'm on my second go round' with Homer's The Illiad or somthin!?)
INTERVIEWER: (immediately to applicant sitting next to me) "what's the last book you read?"
APPLICANT: "blah, blah, blah, blah"
INTERVIEWER: "Oh, i love that writer.*giddy with excitement* I'm reading that same book right now!"...(there conversation continues gleefully).

they still let my sorry ass in though! 👍

 

[Mr. Darcy]

Interviews are way more fun when you can't hear the interviewer speak. For some reason my hearing was going in and out during the interview at St. Louis. Mainly due to a lack of sleep -an offending cricket had kept me up all night. So for long moments where I heard nothing. Did not seem to be a problem, I did get accepted.

 

[Dr. AYY]

Get this I had just gotten back from out of the country. I was on the plane for 12hrs and you know how your blood doesn't flow properly after that (sitting in an uncomfortable plane for that long) Well I was in the middle of a wonderful interview and my hamstring decides to say F-you to my interview. I got one of those amazingly painful hamstring cramps and let me tell you it isn't easy keeping that to yourself. I mean everyone I told about this said why didn't you just say "excuse me I came off a long flight and am currently cramping." Mind you none of these people have ever been to a med school interview and my view was that I didn't want any odd occurance to screw my chances of getting in after all the hard work I have done to get the interview.

What do you guys think should I have said that or done what I did, make believe it never happened and continue with the conversation as if I wasn't cramping??????? 😕 😕 😕

 

[Mr. Darcy]

How to tell this story. Some background is helpful. Both my wife and I are applying to medical school and interviewing around our hometowns, and a few other locations. So here I am in the south (I am a yankee) and I find the interviewer knows my wifes family. Actually he went to medical school with them. He is a fan. Life is great as we sing the praise of family life. Now he asks me why do you want to come here? I pause and reply "it is a long way from my mother in-law". He laughs and I get in.

 

[Pembleton]

How to tell this story. Some background is helpful. Both my wife and I are applying to medical school and interviewing around our hometowns, and a few other locations. So here I am in the south (I am a yankee) and I find the interviewer knows my wifes family. Actually he went to medical school with them. He is a fan. Life is great as we sing the praise of family life. Now he asks me why do you want to come here? I pause and reply "it is a long way from my mother in-law". He laughs and I get in.

excellent, I love it

 

[longlakeboy]

My Tulane interview was kinda surreal. The first guy who interviewed me told me, "They got me up so G@@dam early interviewing you kids." It was 10:00 a.m. He then told me that I was "bull$hitting" him about wanting to come to Tulane, because I had good numbers and was just going to end up at my state school, Michigan (I showed him... I got waitlisted and rejected there!)...

The second interview was more normal... until the guy assured me that while there was a lot of violence in the city, it was, and I quote, "Mostly drug related, you know, mostly coloreds..."

I had a pretty good idea I wasn't going to Tulane after that...

 

[UCLAstudent]

longlakeboy, I think we had the same first interviewer at Tulane. 😉 The old retired navy dude?

 

[scrappysurfer]

Oh boy everyone here has great stories!!

Did you guys feel that the blunders affected your admissions? I'm going to be so scared to mess up!

At one school, I suspect that a blunder may have affected my admission, but my first interviewer was an insulting nightmare, so maybe not.

I suspect that good handling of a blunder would display maturity and good decision-making in tight sitations.

 

[lilshrub82]

oh my usc interview was the worst...my interviewer asked me all the questions interviewers are NOT supposed to ask you...where have u interviewed, where have you gotten accepted to, and "where would u want to go if usc medical school did not exist?" and stupid me i said unniversity of michigan and he stares me down and replies "so you dont want to stay in california? (me being a native californian)" i just wanted to yell a big homer simpsonian "DOH!" the rest of th interview consisted of me trying to save myself or something...in the end i got in! i dunno how but i did! theres hope for us all!

 

[longlakeboy]

longlakeboy, I think we had the same first interviewer at Tulane. 😉 The old retired navy dude?

I think so... It was sort of a fun interview just because it was so surreal that I didn't even bother worrying about having my interview A game... I just kinda talked and waited for him to interrupt me, which was after 3 or 4 words...

 

[UCLAstudent]

I think so... It was sort of a fun interview just because it was so surreal that I didn't even bother worrying about having my interview A game... I just kinda talked and waited for him to interrupt me, which was after 3 or 4 words...

Haha, same here!

 

[AStudent]

Except that my interviewer was an old man who was retiring from the medical school at the end of the month, he had to be 70. So I was out in the lobby when he comes out to escort me into the interview room, he shuts the door and I let him sit down first naturally. We begin to speak and my application blah blah blah when out of nowhere the old guy farts....I'm not talking like "must have been the chair sweaking" or "my leather shoes must have rubbed against each other" one could CLEARLY tell this man had ripped. What made it even worse was the fact that the room was closed and had no A/C.

I sat smoldering in that dutch oven for over an hour and all I got was this lousy waitlist letter.

 

[deuist]

Bizarre moment from the chair of the admissions committee at U. Miami:

"I want to tell me everything about your life from your birth up until this moment."

I then talked for 30 minutes without interruption.

 

[Reckoning]

My Tulane interview was kinda surreal. The first guy who interviewed me told me, "They got me up so G@@dam early interviewing you kids." It was 10:00 a.m. He then told me that I was "bull$hitting" him about wanting to come to Tulane, because I had good numbers and was just going to end up at my state school, Michigan (I showed him... I got waitlisted and rejected there!)...

The second interview was more normal... until the guy assured me that while there was a lot of violence in the city, it was, and I quote, "Mostly drug related, you know, mostly coloreds..."

I had a pretty good idea I wasn't going to Tulane after that...

Longlakeboy, do Tulane a favor and let them know what this second interview guy said to you even if you don't plan on going there. Tulane is a great school with a universally great reputation among every doctor I've ever talked to about it. Don't let the rankings fool you. It is shame that a guy like that is representing it. "Coloreds"? C'mon. Assuming you are telling the truth. 😉 Please send them an email or something!

 

[Acherona]

Except that my interviewer was an old man who was retiring from the medical school at the end of the month, he had to be 70. So I was out in the lobby when he comes out to escort me into the interview room, he shuts the door and I let him sit down first naturally. We begin to speak and my application blah blah blah when out of nowhere the old guy farts....I'm not talking like "must have been the chair sweaking" or "my leather shoes must have rubbed against each other" one could CLEARLY tell this man had ripped. What made it even worse was the fact that the room was closed and had no A/C.

I sat smoldering in that dutch oven for over an hour and all I got was this lousy waitlist letter.

lol I guess that's better than you farting.

 

[Sarikate]

At my Hopkins interview, we were having lunch with faculty members and current students in this big room, and everyone was yammering away...except for the professor at my table, an older, really charming, diminutive man who spoke in a WHISPER for the entire time. He was telling us about his theories on what causes breast cancer, saying that he believes our consumption of cow's milk is the culprit, and went into minute detail about the mechanism. Meanwhile, the four of us sitting there are leaned over, trying to drown out others' voices, which seemed to be booming in comparison, and the deafening chewing noises we made while trying to eat our sandwiches. It was hysterical.

 

[bridge01]

my worst interview experiences were w/pathologists. total foot in mouth moments on my part. i learned the hard way how to tell a pathologist that i didnt want to go into pathology in the future. what i meant to tell one interviewer was that i wanted to work directly w/patients. what came out of my mouth was the general term of 'people.' she sharply told me that she works w/other people - other doctors, researchers, etc. yeah, got wait listed.

 

[dopaminophile]

I was at a top five explaining exactly what it was I liked about them versus other schools. I used another top research institution to which I didn't want to go to provide solid contrast. In hindsite, I really kindof knocked that other institution and after I was finished the interviewer told me that she had gone to that other, esteemed institution.

hmm... beating down my interviewer's alma mater.

we both had a little laugh... albeit one of those uncomfortable, slightly embarrassed laughs and I went on to my next interview.

We'll see how that one turns out!

 

[fpr85]

Oh man, that's hilarious! I have a hard time not laughing at stuff like that - had it been me I would've either a) burst out laughing, b) tried to hold back the laugh but just made it worse, or c) not laugh at first but the more and more I'd think about it I'd eventually start laughing my ass off.

Except that my interviewer was an old man who was retiring from the medical school at the end of the month, he had to be 70. So I was out in the lobby when he comes out to escort me into the interview room, he shuts the door and I let him sit down first naturally. We begin to speak and my application blah blah blah when out of nowhere the old guy farts....I'm not talking like "must have been the chair sweaking" or "my leather shoes must have rubbed against each other" one could CLEARLY tell this man had ripped. What made it even worse was the fact that the room was closed and had no A/C.

I sat smoldering in that dutch oven for over an hour and all I got was this lousy waitlist letter.

 

[eralza]

A few months back, I was interviewing at one of the Texas schools. My first interviewer was an old West Texas cowboy who was very conversational. The second interview started going downhill pretty quickly. Conversation between us:

-Interviewer: So, what do you think will be your most difficult class in medical school.

-Me (after contemplative pause): Probably pharmacology. I've covered most of the other courses in college, but have very little exposure to pharmacology.

-Interviewer: I disagree with you. Biochemistry will be the most difficult class. I believe it will be very difficult for you.

- Me (a bit take back): Really. Why would you think so?

- Interviewer: It's obvious isn't it?! You did very poorly in biochem as an undergrad.

- Me (smiling in a perplexed way): I thought I did alright. I got a "B+".

-Interviewer (quickly shuffling through transcripts): Oh, did you? I must be mistaking you with someone else.

As I left his office, he asked me why I was also applying to dental school. "Um, I'm not".

 

[DeepCowboy]

bump, and make me laugh

 

[bidster]

bump, and make me laugh

This was back in November, but at Duke, it seemed like one of my interviewers just really didn't want people to like me. First I got a question about what someone who didn't like me would say about me--actually, he framed it in the context of someone giving me a nasty glare on my school's campus shuttle (he used to work at my school) and then him asking that person "wait, you know ____? what do you have against her?" The nasty glare bit fazed me a little....

Then I got a question about what would I would do if a patient just did not like me and didn't want me treating them 😛 He was a nice guy and it wasn't bad interview, but definitely the only "people-don't-like-you" interview theme I encountered!

 

[Art Vandalay]

A few months back, I was interviewing at one of the Texas schools. My first interviewer was an old West Texas cowboy who was very conversational. The second interview started going downhill pretty quickly. Conversation between us:

-Interviewer: So, what do you think will be your most difficult class in medical school.

-Me (after contemplative pause): Probably pharmacology. I've covered most of the other courses in college, but have very little exposure to pharmacology.

-Interviewer: I disagree with you. Biochemistry will be the most difficult class. I believe it will be very difficult for you.

- Me (a bit take back): Really. Why would you think so?

- Interviewer: It's obvious isn't it?! You did very poorly in biochem as an undergrad.

- Me (smiling in a perplexed way): I thought I did alright. I got a "B+".

-Interviewer (quickly shuffling through transcripts): Oh, did you? I must be mistaking you with someone else.

As I left his office, he asked me why I was also applying to dental school. "Um, I'm not".

I hope they don't accidentally reject you thinking you're someone else. That's horrible.

 

[Dr. AYY]

Hey guys and gals,

This isn't an interview mishap, but an interview day tour mishap. A M2 was giving us the campus tour at UM and we walked into a M2 classroom in session. We all leaned on the back wall for a minute to watch some of the lecture and all of a sudden the lights go out. The entire class turns back along with the professor and start cracking up. AHHH!! Did I just do that, ran through my head. Luckily it was the M2 who was skipping 😡 the lecture to give the tour who turned off the light and didn't realize it for like a minute (DOH!!! 😱 ). All in all a very funny experience 😀 .

 

[ardemus]

BUMP!

ahh.... finally finished reading all the posts over the past few days. These are hilarious!!! i haven't laughed so much in ages.
just wanted to share the joy. 😍

 

[KAR]

I just had an unusual interview with a doctor who was in her sixties. I swear that she was flirting with me.

Her: I want this to be a conversational, easy going interview.
Me: Great, I'm all for that.
Her: Are you nervous?
Me: No, not really, I'm pretty use to this by now.
Her: Oh, let me feel your hand. Oh, you're not sweating, you must not be nervous at all.
Me: Nope

So we sit down--
Her: What color are your eyes?
Me: Blue
Her: Oh, they're very pretty.
Me: Thank you (perplexed)

There were many unusual conversations throughout this interview, but these are some of the highlights.

We had been discussing sports and athletics and such--she had biked across the U.S. and run many marathons.

Her: Oh, you've really got me there being an athlete. I really like that.
Me: ---No response--No idea what to say--

Later,

Her: I bet you like athletic girls. You know, the kind that are athletic and sporty, but still girly.
Me: Yeah, sure I like those girls.
Her: Yeah, I can just tell. I had you sized up right when I met you.

At another point,
Her: If there is one thing I'm going to ask God when I go to heaven, it is why did he have to hype up our sex drives so much. You know, it's just way too strong.
Me: Yeah, I guess so.

Following this,
Her: I think that half of the males should be castrated when they are born and then just given hormones.
Me: I think that is a little excessive.
Her: No, you laugh, but it's a big problem.

Later,
Her: You seem like a really sweet, nice person. I could just tell when I met you.
Me: --Still no idea how to respond--- Thanks, I try.
Her: You aren't the selfish type, are you? You're not selfish?

Many other interesting and unusual things were discussed during the interview, but the strangest thing was that she kept reaching over and grabbing my hand or arm. I swear it happened at least four times. The interview finally ended with her giving me a hug and asking me to call her to let her know what happens with me. It might have been one of my most uncomfortable interviews.

 

[Without Wax]

I just had an unusual interview with a doctor who was in her sixties. I swear that she was flirting with me.

Her: I want this to be a conversational, easy going interview.
Me: Great, I'm all for that.
Her: Are you nervous?
Me: No, not really, I'm pretty use to this by now.
Her: Oh, let me feel your hand. Oh, you're not sweating, you must not be nervous at all.
Me: Nope

So we sit down--
Her: What color are your eyes?
Me: Blue
Her: Oh, they're very pretty.
Me: Thank you (perplexed)

There were many unusual conversations throughout this interview, but these are some of the highlights.

We had been discussing sports and athletics and such--she had biked across the U.S. and run many marathons.

Her: Oh, you've really got me there being an athlete. I really like that.
Me: ---No response--No idea what to say--

Later,

Her: I bet you like athletic girls. You know, the kind that are athletic and sporty, but still girly.
Me: Yeah, sure I like those girls.
Her: Yeah, I can just tell. I had you sized up right when I met you.

At another point,
Her: If there is one thing I'm going to ask God when I go to heaven, it is why did he have to hype up our sex drives so much. You know, it's just way too strong.
Me: Yeah, I guess so.

Following this,
Her: I think that half of the males should be castrated when they are born and then just given hormones.
Me: I think that is a little excessive.
Her: No, you laugh, but it's a big problem.

Later,
Her: You seem like a really sweet, nice person. I could just tell when I met you.
Me: --Still no idea how to respond--- Thanks, I try.
Her: You aren't the selfish type, are you? You're not selfish?

Many other interesting and unusual things were discussed during the interview, but the strangest thing was that she kept reaching over and grabbing my hand or arm. I swear it happened at least four times. The interview finally ended with her giving me a hug and asking me to call her to let her know what happens with me. It might have been one of my most uncomfortable interviews.

I am turned on.

 

[Dr. AYY]

I am turned on.

It was almost rated XXX 😀

Although I'd have to admit it was funny

 

[Pembleton]

I just had an unusual interview with a doctor who was in her sixties. I swear that she was flirting with me.

Her: I want this to be a conversational, easy going interview.
Me: Great, I'm all for that.
Her: Are you nervous?
Me: No, not really, I'm pretty use to this by now.
Her: Oh, let me feel your hand. Oh, you're not sweating, you must not be nervous at all.
Me: Nope

So we sit down--
Her: What color are your eyes?
Me: Blue
Her: Oh, they're very pretty.
Me: Thank you (perplexed)

There were many unusual conversations throughout this interview, but these are some of the highlights.

We had been discussing sports and athletics and such--she had biked across the U.S. and run many marathons.

Her: Oh, you've really got me there being an athlete. I really like that.
Me: ---No response--No idea what to say--

Later,

Her: I bet you like athletic girls. You know, the kind that are athletic and sporty, but still girly.
Me: Yeah, sure I like those girls.
Her: Yeah, I can just tell. I had you sized up right when I met you.

At another point,
Her: If there is one thing I'm going to ask God when I go to heaven, it is why did he have to hype up our sex drives so much. You know, it's just way too strong.
Me: Yeah, I guess so.

Following this,
Her: I think that half of the males should be castrated when they are born and then just given hormones.
Me: I think that is a little excessive.
Her: No, you laugh, but it's a big problem.

Later,
Her: You seem like a really sweet, nice person. I could just tell when I met you.
Me: --Still no idea how to respond--- Thanks, I try.
Her: You aren't the selfish type, are you? You're not selfish?

Many other interesting and unusual things were discussed during the interview, but the strangest thing was that she kept reaching over and grabbing my hand or arm. I swear it happened at least four times. The interview finally ended with her giving me a hug and asking me to call her to let her know what happens with me. It might have been one of my most uncomfortable interviews.

Kar, that was hot.

 

[beep]

not actually at the interview, but on the way...

i was flying cross-country for the third time in three weeks. i was sitting in a window seat and was surrounded on side, front, and back by a large non-English-speaking family with several small children who kicked my seat, threw toys, cried, and generally acted fairly cranky throughout the trip. I think it was not the first leg of their journey. I had my suit and other overnight stuff in a soft-sided nylon duffel/garment bag under the two seats in front of me.

as we were getting ready to leave, it became clear that the kid sitting in front of me had wet her pants and peed copiously, soaking herself, he seat, my bag, and its contents. the stressed parents had no help to offer me. nor did the airline, which doesn't compensate people for damage other passengers do to their luggage.

i carried my wet bag on the train & bus to my hotel. upon opening it, i discovered that thankfully i hadn't taken the dry-cleaning bags off my suit, so it and my plastic-bag-wrapped interview shoes were the only dry items in my bag. i spent my sunday night into the wee hours at a laundromat, wearing only my rinsed-out wet bathing suit (i'd read the hotel had a pool), since even the clothes i'd worn on the plane were pee-stained by the time i'd carried my bag for an hour and a half. i washed my bag and all my clothes, scored a new toothbrush at the hotel, and was good to go the next morning (except for the lack of sleep). no harm, no foul... but it wasn't my favorite interview experience ever!

 

[Reckoning]

not actually at the interview, but on the way...

i was flying cross-country for the third time in three weeks. i was sitting in a window seat and was surrounded on side, front, and back by a large non-English-speaking family with several small children who kicked my seat, threw toys, cried, and generally acted fairly cranky throughout the trip. I think it was not the first leg of their journey. I had my suit and other overnight stuff in a soft-sided nylon duffel/garment bag under the two seats in front of me.

as we were getting ready to leave, it became clear that the kid sitting in front of me had wet her pants and peed copiously, soaking herself, he seat, my bag, and its contents. the stressed parents had no help to offer me. nor did the airline, which doesn't compensate people for damage other passengers do to their luggage.

i carried my wet bag on the train & bus to my hotel. upon opening it, i discovered that thankfully i hadn't taken the dry-cleaning bags off my suit, so it and my plastic-bag-wrapped interview shoes were the only dry items in my bag. i spent my sunday night into the wee hours at a laundromat, wearing only my rinsed-out wet bathing suit (i'd read the hotel had a pool), since even the clothes i'd worn on the plane were pee-stained by the time i'd carried my bag for an hour and a half. i washed my bag and all my clothes, scored a new toothbrush at the hotel, and was good to go the next morning (except for the lack of sleep). no harm, no foul... but it wasn't my favorite interview experience ever!

No harm, no foul!? Who are you? Job? I am impressed. 👍 How'd the interview go?

 

[beep]

No harm, no foul!? Who are you? Job? I am impressed. 👍 How'd the interview go?

job is my middle name! just kidding.

i think it went well. i enjoyed the school & the people, and don't think i said anything too stupid. i guess i won't really know until i get the letter from the school, though!

 

[sweatybrain]

My weirdest interview moment was at a certain school in NYC.

interviewer: So, you are a smart guy.

interviewer: Why don't you just get your boss to make some phone call and go to XXX med school?
(My boss was the dean of research at xxx med school, which is in the same city and same tier (ranking-wise) as this particular medical school.)

me: uh. I want to attend a medical school on my own merit?

interviewer: Oh, come on, it doesn't matter. You can prove yourself once you get in.

(and it goes on and on.)

This particular med school was among my top choices before the interview. I dropped it out of my list afterward. (Apparently, that decision was mutual 🙂)

 

[gbiz]

I thought it was really odd when my second interviewer at UMich asked me what are my plans if I dont get into med school anywhere (practically saying he didnt think I would get in!). Im thinking, this is UMich, people who are being interviewed here are going to get in somewhere! I simply replied that I already have two acceptances, and he replied that it must be a burden lifted off my shoulders :/

I was waitlisted there. Despite this, it is still my top choice.

 

[Psycho Doctor]

At one of my interviews that I was able to drive to, I was having a bad day; just had a totlaly sleepless night due to a family situation. I accidentally backed into a car in the parking lot at the med school and dented it. I didn't want to be late to the interview and didn't know what to do, so I left a note apologizing and left my name and phone number and told them to call me and I would reimburse them for any expenses. Then I hurry in to my interview, trying to forget about the incident, my family situation and just concentrate on the interview.

Later on when I go to meet with the student interviewer, he says to me "walk out with me. Someone just told me that some idiot backed into my car and smashed it up. I need to check it out and that dude will pay." I wanted to crawl into a hole and die. 🙁 😳

 

[Pembleton]

At one of my interviews that I was able to drive to, I was having a bad day; just had a totlaly sleepless night due to a family situation. I accidentally backed into a car in the parking lot at the med school and dented it. I didn't want to be late to the interview and didn't know what to do, so I left a note apologizing and left my name and phone number and told them to call me and I would reimburse them for any expenses. Then I hurry in to my interview, trying to forget about the incident, my family situation and just concentrate on the interview.

Later on when I go to meet with the student interviewer, he says to me "walk out with me. Someone just told me that some idiot backed into my car and smashed it up. I need to check it out and that dude will pay." I wanted to crawl into a hole and die. 🙁 😳

That was unreal and hilarious. I wouldn't want to live it though. How did he react? Did you confess?

 

[dopaminophile]

At one of my interviews that I was able to drive to, I was having a bad day; just had a totlaly sleepless night due to a family situation. I accidentally backed into a car in the parking lot at the med school and dented it. I didn't want to be late to the interview and didn't know what to do, so I left a note apologizing and left my name and phone number and told them to call me and I would reimburse them for any expenses. Then I hurry in to my interview, trying to forget about the incident, my family situation and just concentrate on the interview.

Later on when I go to meet with the student interviewer, he says to me "walk out with me. Someone just told me that some idiot backed into my car and smashed it up. I need to check it out and that dude will pay." I wanted to crawl into a hole and die. 🙁 😳

Oh man... that's rough! Have you gotten a response from them yet?
I hope one day you'll be able to look back on it and realize how comedic the whole thing is!

 

[redruby]

About a month ago, I was at a school that had us meet with 3 separate interviewers. Well, I managed to be dumb, dazed, and confused enough to not go to one of the interviews. I got in anyway.

 

[Psycho Doctor]

That was unreal and hilarious. I wouldn't want to live it though. How did he react? Did you confess?

The conversation went something like this:

me: (growing slightly pale) this is really embarrassing but I think I have to tell you something

him: you're not going to tell me you saw the dude who hit my car

me: (turning as white as a ghost and feeling like I'm ready to pass out)no, but i'm going to tell you that i am the dude who hit your car. 😳

him: (starting to laugh) you're ****ting me, right?

me: i wish I were

now we reach his car and he takes off the note and reads it.

him: hey at least I see you might be a lousy driver but at least you're honest

me: (probably sounding like and idiot and sounding as if I'm making up excuses but it was later validated further on in the interview in response to something else we were discussing) Actually I'm not always a lousy driver, but my grandmother has been in the ICU for the past week on life support and i really haven't gotten much sleep in a week. I'm so sorry and please give me your information so i can reimburse you for the damages.

I later asked if we could start over and pretend it never happened. We actually got along very well and have talked a couple times since.

 

[Psycho Doctor]

Oh man... that's rough! Have you gotten a response from them yet?
I hope one day you'll be able to look back on it and realize how comedic the whole thing is!

haven't heard from them yet. and when i've told a few of my friends about it and they howl with laughter i guess i've laughed too. I'm just thankful that it was a student interviewer and not the dean of admissions