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My dad told me I better get a 100% on the MCAT... hahahahaha.
Just tell him you got an "A"
My dad told me I better get a 100% on the MCAT... hahahahaha.
My Mother had a very minor medical problem that got her taken to the ER (she's was fine the next day). When she got there she started to cry a little, and some medical staff rushed over because they assumed that her minor medical problem was getting major. When they asked her what was wrong she explained "I just can't believe my son is going to be working somewhere like this!".
Yeah, she was actually pretty normal until I got in.
The ER guys voted 'funny'I'm not sure if this is really funny or really sad...
OK, seriously, I have told my mother upwards of 100 times that I'm not going to get any news anytime soon, and I swore to her that I'll call her the SECOND I know anything. Nevertheless...
phone call yesterday:
"Hello?" (groggily, at 6 pm, I'd just gotten home and was taking a nap)
"SO?!"
"What?"
"SO? Something in the mail?!"
"Oh. Mother. No. Nothing's in the mail."
"really?! Cause I had a feeling..."
"well, despite your feeling, there wont be anything in the mail. It's mid-july mom, I'm still applying."
"So you didn't check it. I'm telling you, I have a feeling. Go check"
"Mom, I'm napping. Go away."
"Ay Dios mio, God helps those who help themselves."
"I dont think that means that I'm supposed to check the mail pointlessly while trying to nap"
"IWANTYOUTOGOCHECKTHEMAILIAMPAYINGFORYOURAPPLICATIONSIWANTYOUTORESPECTMEANDCHECKTHEMAIL!"
"FINE!"
I go outside, check the mail.
"Nothing here, mom."
"what?! Why???!"
"I dont know mom, call the schools and ask"
"ok I'll call Harvard tomorrow"
"what??! No, I was kidding, and I didn't apply to Harvard. I told you 37 times. No harvard. Me, not crimson. Ever. Ever ever ever."
"God, always so dramatic. Fine."
"Stop calling me about this, they send emails anyway before mail"
"Emails, really? But for college you got mail."
"yes well for med schools I'll get emails."
"Ok. Well call me tomorrow when you check your mail! Love you! I'm gonna go light a candle for Harvard!"
"don't waste the effin candle on a school I didn't even apply to!!!!"
-click.
AAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH
Oh, and she's started grouping med schools together randomly. I told her yesterday that I'm behind on application essays and I have to write 8 this weekend, and she was like "well why don't you reuse them?" "because they ask different questions" "really?! All of them?" "well most" "cant you just use vanderbilt for duke?" "WHAT?! I've gotten neither, vanderbilt screens and duke doesnt, and i have no idea what they're gonna ask" "Oh. But wont they have the same questions?" "Mom, they're different schools" "Yeah, but they're both, you know" "Uhmmm what? Southern? Good?" "Yeah, Southern. Aren't they both in like, Louisiana or one of those places?" "No ma, Tulane's in Louisiana. Vanderbilt's in Tennessee. Duke is in North Carolina." "Ay, and you want to be in the south? With the southerners?"
Sigh...
Those were great.
Don't take this the wrong way LET, but I look forward to a great application cycle full of neurotic mom stories from you.
Hahaha thanks, honestly I'm THRILLED to have found this thread cause my friends are pretty sick of hearing me complain about my mother's insanity and this way I get to share it with you all
I guess his comments are in jest then?hah. nah he's awesome...he's ridic smart and is sad I didn't live up to my "prodigy" potential.
living with the notion that I have "limited brain power"...and that "oh I'm smart. Your mom smart too. Why are you so dumb?"
hah. nah he's awesome...he's ridic smart and is sad I didn't live up to my "prodigy" potential.
living with the notion that I have "limited brain power"...and that "oh I'm smart. Your mom smart too. Why are you so dumb?"
My parents are both doctors...and nuts.
Me on AIM: Dad, I got rejected from BU
Dad: Oh ok, wait your mom wants to talk to you, call her
ten minutes later....
Mom: Whhaaa?? You got rejected from BU? Ai-ya. Maybe you should apply to more medical schools. BU not so good school. You should've gotten in. Now I'm worried. Maybe you add more safety schools.
Me: Mom, I applied to 32 schools. There are no safety schools! I have three interviews already.
Mom: Still...I don't know why they rejected you. Let me call my friend. Her daughter is 3rd year at Duke Medical School. She can give you advice. Hold on here's your dad
on hold....
Dad: So I hear you're a loser. Loser. Stop pitying yourself. You'll face lots of rejection in your life
Me: Ok dad...I'm not sad.
Dad: Ok loser, how are your apps.
Me: Well I still have five more, Duke and some other randoms ones
Dad: What? Why are you so slow. Loser.
Me: Ok Dad, I'm gonna leave now.
Dad: Ok, you need money? Ok ok. I transfer 500 dollars to your account. Stop being a loser.
For some reason when I read this I narrated it as Khan from King of the HIll in my head.. lol
My mom told me she was jumping up and down in excitement when she saw a small envelope from Harvard. Then she looked at it closer and it was addressed to her, inviting her to some conference held there.
Tell me about it.asian parents arent the only ones like that guys.. Russian parents are the same....
i have had to explain to my mom twice today alone that I will ahve to miss class on thursday because the interview lasts from 11am til about 4pm when youinclude all the tours they do and lunches and whatnot. My dad will be driving me to the interview which is nice, and then picking me up with my mom and feeding me before driving me back to campus
They mean well, but they really just dont know the process here.
HAHA wow, indeed you doTell me about it.
I have it even worse. My Russian mother is also a Jewish mother!
hahaha i totally understand, no worries. when i told my parents that radiologists make a lot of money (some website, FREIDA or something, had $911,000 for the highest paying radiologist) they were all "you should definitely fo into radiology."Oh boy! So many Russians! I've got them Russian parents, too.
They keep offering to call their friend from old country's sisters and brothers and bosses and (_insert relation here_) to get a recommendation or some sort of "in" because in the USSR everything worked through bribes and sketchy connections. It's like, no mom, your friend who I've never met before, who knows nothing about me, can't write me a letter of recommendation because THEY HAVE NOTHING TO SAY ABOUT ME.
And they want me to go into derm.
Or anaesthesiology.
Or cosmetic surgery.
Or something equally likely to give me tons of cashmoney and very little enjoyment or satisfaction.
(My apologies for that rant)
Well, no Russians in my family, it's only my mom and sisters and me, and we're Hispanic/Italian. So instead of sketchy contacts, my mother is CONVINCED that the key to my getting into med school will be every dead relative I've ever had. Apparently Heaven is boring and all they do there is watch me fill out secondary applications. Oh, also, if I get anything less than an A, it's my fault ("you should have studied harder!") but the first thing I was told when I did well on the MCAT was "see, I told you your dad would work a miracle..." (uhm yeah cause my studying a zillion hours a day had nothing to do with it...).
My father, being the occassional well-meaning idiot likes to impress upon me the importance of attending such a "brand name" school, so he can have his bragging rights in his circle of friends.
ROFL!Oh boy! So many Russians! I've got them Russian parents, too.
They keep offering to call their friend from old country's sisters and brothers and bosses and (_insert relation here_) to get a recommendation or some sort of "in" because in the USSR everything worked through bribes and sketchy connections. It's like, no mom, your friend who I've never met before, who knows nothing about me, can't write me a letter of recommendation because THEY HAVE NOTHING TO SAY ABOUT ME.
And they want me to go into derm.
Or anaesthesiology.
Or cosmetic surgery.
Or something equally likely to give me tons of cashmoney and very little enjoyment or satisfaction.
(My apologies for that rant)
Well, no Russians in my family, it's only my mom and sisters and me, and we're Hispanic/Italian. So instead of sketchy contacts, my mother is CONVINCED that the key to my getting into med school will be every dead relative I've ever had. Apparently Heaven is boring and all they do there is watch me fill out secondary applications. Oh, also, if I get anything less than an A, it's my fault ("you should have studied harder!") but the first thing I was told when I did well on the MCAT was "see, I told you your dad would work a miracle..." (uhm yeah cause my studying a zillion hours a day had nothing to do with it...).
My mom recently came to visit me in CA. This was one of our MANY conversations on the subject:
Mom: "So when are you gonna show me these California schools you want to abandon me for"
Me: "Mom, I'm not abandoning you. And if you really want, I can show you Stanford and UCSF..."
"Yeah let's go"
so we drive to Stanford, which is closer
Mom: "Ok, I like this for you, you should go here"
Me: "Er...I don't think it's that simple. Plus I like UCSF better"
"Why? Is it prettier?"
"I don't know that it's a matter of prettiness..."
"It can't be prettier than Stanford. And this is so safe!"
"Mom, it's a moot point, I'm not getting into either, and that's precisely what I dont like about Stanford, its a bubble"
"Yeah, but I wont be worried"
"Uhmm I can't really base my decision on your worries...."
"Don't be disrespectful. After all I've done for you girls. Plus, no one's heard of UCSF."
"Uhm, that's incorrect."
"Well I've never heard of it"
"Yeah, that doesn't really mean anything. You've only heard of Harvard."
"When's your Harvard interview?"
"Never? I didn't apply. This is the 12095810th time I tell you."
"Ay now why would you be so negative? Your dad, grandma, grandpa, and the saints I lit a candle to will help!"
"Uhm can they help me get into UCSF?"
Silence....
It seems like my parent are very different from most others on this forum. For instance my parents do not know what kinds of grades I have received since middle school. When I told my dad I was applying to medical school; he commented "Well, as long as you never think you are more important than anyone else because of your job." Then when my mother asked how many schools I am applying to and I told her seven. She asked why so many, and if I really would like to go to all of those schools. Then she asked how I was paying for the applications and interviews. I said that I have left over money from the Goldwater scholarship I received for this year, and she responded that it was nice of them to give me a scholarship for applications.
I think that if I am not accepted to medical school my parent will just think I decided that I did want to go to one, sometimes I wish they know how much work and stress this process is, but then again I really like talking with them about other stuff so that I get away from this crazy competition we call the application process.
Also, just for the record my parents are far from the hippy end of the spectrum. They do have that do-your-best-and-your-family-will-always-be-here-for-you thing going on, but my father has farmed, shot down airplanes for the Air Force, and now trains police officers. The rest of my family, relatives included, are awesome small town folk that work for a living and celebrate the Fourth of July with massive amounts of fireworks and beer. (How I love the Fourth with the family ). This bring up another point, I never can talk about my reseach, schooling, or anything related with my family. They just know I am accidemically motivated. This sometimes makes me feel like an outsider.
So what do all of you think? Is it better to have over involved parents or parents that barely know what you do in your academic life?
Your convos (especially the recurring Harvard questions) remind me of this video lol
"A Typical Conversation With My Mom"
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Here's mine:
Me: So mom, what can you see me as when I grow up?
Mom: A Pharmacist.
Me: Why? I don't really like chemistry, but I've really enjoyed AP Bio and Human Phys this year, I was kind of thinking of being a nurse or a doctor...
Mom: I think you should be a pharmacist because you're smart, and they make a lot of money.
Me: Doctors are smart and make good money too...
10 minutes later
Me: So I think I want to go to Samford.
Mom: You should go to Auburn.
Me: ... why?
Mom: They have a good Pharmacy school.
gaaaaaah!!!!
Good one, but are you sure you shouldn't be posting it in the pre-pharmacy forum?
just wanted to relay something that happened to me today:
my mailbox is still knocked over, so my mom goes to the post office bright and early every morning to pick up the mail. i was on my way to work this morning and i get a call on my cell phone. it was my mom, and she had this excited tone in her voice..... so here's the conversation:
*ring ring*
me: hello?
mom: hi! there's a letter here from Robert Wood Johnson Medical School.
me: cool!
mom: i wanna open it. please can i open it?
me: sure I guess, it's probably just a fee form or something
mom: i still wanna open it.
so she opens it. as i suspected it was just the fee form for the secondary, but she was so excited to see it... we made a deal for the future though... when i'm at school and letters start coming in for rejections/acceptances, she is not going to call me unless it's good news. I didn't even bother to tell her not to open them because it would kill her. she'd probably try to read through the envelope. It's cool she's so excited about the process.