Ode to an interview email

[anthonyazimov]

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Ode To an Interview Email
A poem by Anthony Asimov

I wake each day my heart to leap
Upon the sound of email beep
I hope for you, my adcom friend
To put my yearning to an end
But yet I find, upon my rise
It’s only spam that greets my eyes
So then I wait, in hopes I might
Receive some afternoon delight
Yet no! The fates neglect me still
So I must wait for later thrills
Though five P.M has come and gone
My quest persists; a new day dawns.

 

[Richardh]

hey! that's pretty neat and amazing 😀 great talent 👍

 

[GlamDoc]

Ode To an Interview Email
A poem by Anthony Asimov

I wake each day my heart to leap
Upon the sound of email beep
I hope for you, my adcom friend
To put my yearning to an end
But yet I find, upon my rise
It’s only spam that greets my eyes
So then I wait, in hopes I might
Receive some afternoon delight
Yet no! The fates neglect me still
So I must wait for later thrills
Though five P.M has come and gone
My quest persists; a new day dawns.

LOVE it! 👍

I love how we all share identical feelings during interview season.

 

[Raziela]

Love this.

considering doing a rain dance before checking my email now... thoughts? yes/no?

 

[TjChamp]

lol you guys are awesome.. Great poem haha👍

 

[DocBell]

ooo heroic couplets 🙂 or close. Is that pentameter?

 

[4ksibe]

love it! 👍

I love how we all share identical feelings during interview season.

+1

 

[badb100d]

Great poem anthonyazimov! 👍 Captures my daily thought process to a T.

 

[spacemanxxx]

So true & funny. Kind of relieves my anxiety. Thank u for the poem.

 

[EscapedGoat]

Outstanding.

 

[luckys]

"Like"

 

[Againstalloddz]

amazing! I'm glad I'm not the only one who wakes up and immediately checks email for invites

 

[ucsfstudents]

Nice.

 

[bagelbird]

this poem is amazing. 😍 maybe send it to them and see if they have a sense of humor?

 

[tomh98]

This is awesome. Good work and thanks for sharing with us 👍

 

[obgyny]

Ode To an Interview Email
A poem by Anthony Asimov

I wake each day my heart to leap
Upon the sound of email beep
I hope for you, my adcom friend
To put my yearning to an end
But yet I find, upon my rise
It’s only spam that greets my eyes
So then I wait, in hopes I might
Receive some afternoon delight
Yet no! The fates neglect me still
So I must wait for later thrills
Though five P.M has come and gone
My quest persists; a new day dawns.

 

[Ischemic]

My hats off to you my man.

 

[E11]

Ode To an Interview Email
A poem by Anthony Asimov

I wake each day my heart to leap
Upon the sound of email beep
I hope for you, my adcom friend
To put my yearning to an end
But yet I find, upon my rise
It’s only spam that greets my eyes
So then I wait, in hopes I might
Receive some afternoon delight
Yet no! The fates neglect me still
So I must wait for later thrills
Though five P.M has come and gone
My quest persists; a new day dawns.

I hope you don't mind, but I have taken the liberty to expand upon this idea with an epilogue of sorts. I was truly inspired and captivated by how you have managed to describe my application neurosis. As I have entirely too much time on my hands thanks to work, I have decided to write this piece in order to further explain the neurosis of pre-meds in rhyming tetramic couplets. Obviously I have kept with the general meter and rhyme scheme but I have added my own artistic flair to the piece. For the rest of you, feel free to add verses at your leisure.

I have titled this piece:

"Ode to an Interview Invite: The Next Day"

When I wake upon the morrow,
Hoping to assuage my sorrow,

I’ve naught to find but throngs of spam,
To tell of how desired I am.

Alas, the adcom keeps in silence,
While my dashed hopes turn to violence.

Yet in the midst of bitter rage,
I start to check my status page.

Hope that a message, I did miss,
Rejuvenates my morning bliss.

As I refresh the page again,
I check the boards of SDN.

‘Ere with anguish, my mind is wrought,
As futile hope has been for naught.

A crushing stab is dealt my soul
Through fierce siege of gunners and trolls.

Yet in spite of all, I rise again
Knowing someday, I will get in.

 

[wolverinepwns]

MAN, those two poem are EXACTLY how I am feeling everyday for the past month and for months to come!

 

[anthonyazimov]

I hope you don't mind, but I have taken the liberty to expand upon this idea with an epilogue of sorts. I was truly inspired and captivated by how you have managed to describe my application neurosis. As I have entirely too much time on my hands thanks to work, I have decided to write this piece in order to further explain the neurosis of pre-meds in rhyming tetramic couplets. Obviously I have kept with the general meter and rhyme scheme but I have added my own artistic flair to the piece. For the rest of you, feel free to add verses at your leisure.

I have titled this piece:

"Ode to an Interview Invite: The Next Day"

When I wake upon the morrow,
Hoping to assuage my sorrow,

I’ve naught to find but throngs of spam,
To tell of how desired I am.

Alas, the adcom keeps in silence,
While my dashed hopes turn to violence.

Yet in the midst of bitter rage,
I start to check my status page.

Hope that a message, I did miss,
Rejuvenates my morning bliss.

As I refresh the page again,
I check the boards of SDN.

‘Ere with anguish, my mind is wrought,
As futile hope has been for naught.

A crushing stab is dealt my soul
Through fierce siege of gunners and trolls.

Yet in spite of all, I rise again
Knowing someday, I will get in.

I thoroughly enjoyed your addition. But what about day three?


Ode: Part III

"Today's the day" I say once more,
And throw my feet upon the floor

Within in the gloom I'm thrilled to see
A message on my LCD

But yet I halt, and turn away
Too often I've been lead astray

Perhaps for once I'll leave alone
What seems a very juicy bone

It's 9 AM, I think aloud
I peer some more, but still stand proud

Then my facade comes crashing down
I look, my smile turns to a frown

The email only wants a chance
To sell pills for what's in my pants

 

[obgyny]

I thoroughly enjoyed your addition. But what about day three?


Ode: Part III

"Today's the day" I say once more,
And throw my feet upon the floor

Within in the gloom I'm thrilled to see
A message on my LCD

But yet I halt, and turn away
Too often I've been lead astray

Perhaps for once I'll leave alone
What seems a very juicy bone

It's 9 AM, I think aloud
I peer some more, but still stand proud

Then my facade comes crashing down
I look, my smile turns to a frown

The email only wants a chance
To sell pills for what's in my pants

You guys are hilarious!!! I too suffer from application neurosis and all these poems really capture the frustration of this process. 👍

 

[GlamDoc]

I thoroughly enjoyed your addition. But what about day three?


Ode: Part III

"Today's the day" I say once more,
And throw my feet upon the floor

Within in the gloom I'm thrilled to see
A message on my LCD

But yet I halt, and turn away
Too often I've been lead astray

Perhaps for once I'll leave alone
What seems a very juicy bone

It's 9 AM, I think aloud
I peer some more, but still stand proud

Then my facade comes crashing down
I look, my smile turns to a frown

The email only wants a chance
To sell pills for what's in my pants

🤣🤣

Awesome job you guys. Wow, that totally made my night.

 

[Kuune]

Hilarious! The other day I was relating my addiction to checking email to an addiction to gambling. The old "reward uncertainty" theory at work here.

 

[FaLoRe]

Encore! Encore! This is great, keep 'em coming!!! 😀

 

[pinkpanther88]

all of these aptly describe my sentiments... Does anyone want to take a stab at version 4: receiving an email from med school x, not for an interview but for "you should consider MD/PhD"?? I'm not a fan of false alarms...

 

[uclaussr]

Awesome poem! Describes my sentiments exactly. I wake up each morning, and the first thing i do is grab my phone. Forget the text messages, bbms, facebook updates, i go straight for my gmail icon. I get sooo sad when its just spam and not a letter from a school 🙁

 

[eablackwell]

all of these aptly describe my sentiments... Does anyone want to take a stab at version 4: receiving an email from med school x, not for an interview but for "you should consider MD/PhD"?? I'm not a fan of false alarms...

Wow, I think I've gotten about 5 of those emails from UM. My heart jumps just a bit everytime I see "medadmissions" anywhere in the addy.

 

[Dr Mario]

I have thoroughly enjoyed these poems!

 

[anthonyazimov]

I log into my status page
Refresh again, renew my rage
And wonder….

On chairs of apps from lesser folks
They sit and laugh, exchanging tokes
Sipping on champagne
They throw my name upon the floor
You’re low Stan, do you want some more?
My loss their liquid gain
It’s getting cold, they say at last
We’ve hardly filled up half the class
The coals are low, it’s time to go, and now it looks like rain
Jim reaches underneath his seat to bring my papers higher
And with a single note of mirth he rekindles the fire.

Nah…

 

[ElChamaco]

Freestyle battle!

 

[E11]

The email only wants a chance
To sell pills for what's in my pants

haha. I contemplated including something like this, but could not do it as tactfully as you did here. Bravo, good sir. I'm thinking that Day IV should include a bit about sending "In-the-area" emails or getting upset when someone else you know gets invited to a school you applied to.

 

[uclaussr]

Another long day gone by today
No email for me to finally say yay
A status check leads to a hold
Oh my oh my why are they so cold?
2 rejections, 1 petty hold, no interviews
to make me bold
Schools oh schools why you so cruel
Do you want me to become a tool 🙁

Try singing this with 9th symphony, goes perfect 🙂
ARGHHHHH i am going crazy, guys! I don't know how im going to make it through this year 🙁

 

[uclaussr]

bummpppp

 

[obgyny]

Keep this thread alive!! 🙂

 

[qwertyytrewq]

bump

 

[hiyaman]

Wow thanks for the bump, this is an epic poem!

beautiful poem lol.

 

[Don15]

awesome poem