Most of the premeds I met at my undergrad were pain-in-the-as$ competitive overprivileged kids who whined about how they didn't get that A- they were hoping for, or how the professor is soooo unfair because he curves to a C+, or how they should have gotten extra points on the test, but they didn't, or how they just don't know who to ask for recommendations because there are so many profs they could ask... "Oh... You thought that test was hard, huh?" "Oh, I didn't study quite enough as I should have... I only got an A-." "Did you start studying for the midterm yet?"
If they weren't whining about their grades, they were only opening their mouths so they could compare themselves to others by some other means and be backhandedly catty to each other like a bunch of 17 year old girls. 👍 You can see the bizarre, wide-eyed look they get when they say something seemingly "nice" but is really competitive, too: like they're watching you expectantly, as if your response to whatever lame-as$ thing they've just said is going to make them feel good.
*shudder* Bad memories, people.