Worst/Funniest Interview Experiences

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Two other true stories:

1) I spilled my coffee on the director of admissions at a place. 8 am. He walked around the entire day with a coffee stain on his suit.

2) I had a huge booger on my upper lip (?!?!) for a good 10 minutes into an interview. the interviewer finally pauses without explanation, gets up to find a kleenex and hands it me without saying a word. huge awkward pause as I realize what's been on my face for nearly half the interview.

OMG ROFLMFAO Literally Belly Laughing Out Loud! hahahahaha I hope you get in lolol that'd be so funny if/when you see your interviewer around campus lololol
 
This isn't really an interview answer just something I observed.

I just finished my interview and as I left the interview I saw the next interviewer sitting patiently for her turn. She was really cute so I said hello and exchanged pleasantries briefly. When she left to go to her interview, she totally tripped and skinned her knee. She walked into the interview with blood trickling down her left leg 😱. She also mentioned later that she thought she may have broken a rib.
 
Maybe big red = big red bull?


No, pretty sure he means this Big Red... and according to the site's news feed they just started peddling the stuff in SoCal, which explains why I have never heard of this drink living in California.
 
No, pretty sure he means this Big Red... and according to the site's news feed they just started peddling the stuff in SoCal, which explains why I have never heard of this drink living in California.
wtf? That stuff has been around since 1937 and I've never heard of it? crazy.
 
wtf? That stuff has been around since 1937 and I've never heard of it? crazy.

Seriously. Personally, I'm sticking to "purple drank" before interviews. Makes for less caffeine jitters. Additionally I have to admit I am hesitant to trust a soft drink called Big Red or Big Blue. OP of that story, I'm sorry that happened to you buddy.
 
Not an interview story, and not a personal experience but when someone told me this I thought it belonged here.

A med student friend of mine were talking about the step 2 CK and he got anxious and told me his story with a warning. He brought enough energy bars to eat one between each break so he wouldn't have to leave for lunch. He said by the time he got to the fifth block his stomach began to turn constantly. At the next break he read the nutrition info on the bars and notice they were really high in fiber. He spent the rest of the day trying to get through each block so he could run to the bathroom and explode.
 
No, pretty sure he means this Big Red... and according to the site's news feed they just started peddling the stuff in SoCal, which explains why I have never heard of this drink living in California.
Yes this is what I was drinking... Wow Im suprised no one has heard of this, I mean its not some newly invented superdrink from the future.
 
I graduated UG with a major in Medical Humanities, and my interviewer was PhD in Medical Humanities. Interview was in TX.

I: So if you could go anywhere in the world and do anything, what would it be.
Me: I'd go hiking in the Alps or in Austria. (pause)
I: (cocks head, stares)
Me: I mean, my next choice would be helping underserved kids in Africa (my next choice?)
I: Hmm
Me: Shoot, I'm sorry I didn't say the right answer first.
I: Well, at least you knew what the right answer was.

We'll see how this one ends up.
 
you said yes when you should've said no, and no when you should've said yes. was this the whole interview? do you have other interviews in the future?
I had another nightmare after that a week later.I drove to the interview drinking 3 big reds and staying focus and hype. Then I entered the room...
Interview: Good afternoon, nice day huh?
Me: Yeah its nice out. (with a huge grin)
Interview: ??? (slight look of disgust on face)
Interview: So.. tell me about yourself.
Me: Blah blah blah yada yada yada
Interview: ??? (same look on face with a curious stare)
Me:* why are they looking at me like this* stomach boiling with gas from soda and butterflies
Interview: So tell me about this on your app
Me: Huh.. *too focused on holding gas within my body, almost pulled a ass muscle*
Me: Eyes began to water and I could not hold it back. The more I tried to think happy thoughts the more red and watery my eyes got.
Later it was over and I stood up knowing if I dare take a step I would blow a whole in my pants. They shook my hand looking at me from head to toe and gave me a eyebrow raising look. I walked toward door pooting with every step and I KNOW they heard them.😕 It smelled like bigred and failure. I went to restroom and noticed I had on a brown and grey shoe like a f*ing *******! Thats why the awkward look when I left and my teeth was the color of an apple from the soda! I wish they said something so I could have explained.🙁 Interviews just isnt my thing or god hates me...[/QUOTE]

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Yes this is what I was drinking... Wow Im suprised no one has heard of this, I mean its not some newly invented superdrink from the future.

Maybe it's a Southern/Mid-western thing?

I was drinking the stuff back in TX when I was a kid 20 years ago.
 
The way my schedule worked out, I started with my very first interview at a prestigious school that I'll mention only because it adds weight to my screw up: Johns Hopkins. I had enjoyed the day, and during my student interview I made a few goofs, the biggest of which follow:

I: What would you do if you couldn't do medicine?

Me: I would probably go into teaching [talked about teaching at the HS or college level and why I enjoy it]. I'm thinking, OK I should mention more so that the interviewer knows that I don't take the decision to enter medicine lightly so... I also considered engineering but the engineers I know seem rather dull / rigid / boring [something along those lines].

Pause, I'm thinking OK, I'd better check about one thing before I continue so...

Let me guess, you're an engineer?

I: Yes, I have a Ph.D. in engineering.

Me: Thinking, did I just insinuate that I thought my interviewer was dull? OK, better move on. I'll focus on the field of engineering, not engineers... Well the other thing that turned me off of engineering was how hierarchical it seemed.

I: I've got news for you, medicine is pretty damn hierarchical.

Me: I was thinking more about all the red tape involved in getting a P.E. (professional engineering license) Now I'm thinking: what am I saying? Getting a medical license is probably even harder and more bureaucratic.

I: Changes topic to something else.

After a few other exchanges.

I: Is there anything that's not in your file you'd like me to know about?

Me: No, but as a professional courtesy, I'd like to send you a thank you note. Can you tell me your name again?

I: With an annoyed look... We have the same first name, remember?

Me: Oh, right. Sorry about that.

In my embarrassment, I forgot his last name, so I still had to email the admissions office to properly address my thank you note.

Result: Rejected. I actually agree with JHU's decision. It was the right thing to do.

A similar thing happened at a med student picnic that my host at another school took me to. It was a cook off fund raiser and my host's wife had made a cheesecake. I went up to her and one of her friends:

Me (to my host's wife): Which cheesecake did you bring?

Host's wife: The one with [pineapples or something I don't remember] on it.

Me: That was really good. Even if you don't win, it could have been worse: Did you see that really unfortunate looking black cheesecake besides yours? I'm thinking: OK, just to make sure, I'd better check...

Me to the woman beside my host's wife: Let me guess, that was your cheesecake I just insulted.

Woman: Yes.

Me: I'm sorry, it was tasty though.

Woman: Thanks. You know, it looks that way because my oven caught on fire.

Me: Considering that, it turned out quite well then.

Lesson: whenever I'm tempted to speak bluntly, check first before issuing my bluntness. Or I guess, never say anything controversial.
 
I had another nightmare after that a week later.I drove to the interview drinking 3 big reds and staying focus and hype. Then I entered the room...
Interview: Good afternoon, nice day huh?
Me: Yeah its nice out. (with a huge grin)
Interview: ??? (slight look of disgust on face)
Interview: So.. tell me about yourself.
Me: Blah blah blah yada yada yada
Interview: ??? (same look on face with a curious stare)
Me:* why are they looking at me like this* stomach boiling with gas from soda and butterflies
Interview: So tell me about this on your app
Me: Huh.. *too focused on holding gas within my body, almost pulled a ass muscle*
Me: Eyes began to water and I could not hold it back. The more I tried to think happy thoughts the more red and watery my eyes got.
Later it was over and I stood up knowing if I dare take a step I would blow a whole in my pants. They shook my hand looking at me from head to toe and gave me a eyebrow raising look. I walked toward door pooting with every step and I KNOW they heard them.😕 It smelled like bigred and failure. I went to restroom and noticed I had on a brown and grey shoe like a f*ing *******! Thats why the awkward look when I left and my teeth was the color of an apple from the soda! I wish they said something so I could have explained.🙁 Interviews just isnt my thing or god hates me...

Thanks for sharing that crazy story. I don't think I've ever laughed as hard while reading a SDN post as I did reading yours. Epic!
 
After a few minutes of pleasantries, my interviewer (an elderly PhD) got to the first (and only) real question of the interview:

"You are a doctor. You go into the room of a very ill patient. He is alone, and you know he will be dead by the time you leave the room. He looks up and asks you, 'Is there any hope, doc?' What do you tell him?"

I think for a bit and respond that I would never lie to a patient, that I would sincerely explain to him that, given his condition, there was very little hope of recovery.

The interviewer launched into a 10 minute lecture about how hope is the most important thing in the world, how it motivates everything we do, how people look to their doctors for hope and how it is a doctor's job to give them that hope. Then he asked me the exact same question again.

I decided to stick to my guns (sort of) and gave a somewhat wishy-washy version of my first answer. He didn't like that and went into a tirade about how nobody ever wanted to confront this problem. Then he asked me the question AGAIN.

I gave him this look like "what the hell do you want from me?" I don't even know what I actually said. He ended the interview after that and showed me the door, didn't give me the opportunity to ask questions or anything. To this day I don't know what he was fishing for.
 
After a few minutes of pleasantries, my interviewer (an elderly PhD) got to the first (and only) real question of the interview:

"You are a doctor. You go into the room of a very ill patient. He is alone, and you know he will be dead by the time you leave the room. He looks up and asks you, 'Is there any hope, doc?' What do you tell him?"

I think for a bit and respond that I would never lie to a patient, that I would sincerely explain to him that, given his condition, there was very little hope of recovery.

The interviewer launched into a 10 minute lecture about how hope is the most important thing in the world, how it motivates everything we do, how people look to their doctors for hope and how it is a doctor's job to give them that hope. Then he asked me the exact same question again.

I decided to stick to my guns (sort of) and gave a somewhat wishy-washy version of my first answer. He didn't like that and went into a tirade about how nobody ever wanted to confront this problem. Then he asked me the question AGAIN.

I gave him this look like "what the hell do you want from me?" I don't even know what I actually said. He ended the interview after that and showed me the door, didn't give me the opportunity to ask questions or anything. To this day I don't know what he was fishing for.

I wonder if you could respond with the answer you said in a different way.

Like say there's always hope but no guarantees. You will do your best to help the patient but that there is no guarantee that your treatment will work. I don't know. this is how I'd answer to some degree.
 
I agree with this guy. I'm not sure what I would say when they had 0% chance of survival, but I'd try to tell the guy something more than "you're boned." I'd try to make it sound more along the lines of "you never know what could happen, you'll get the best treatment we have, hang in there."

Well my answer was more elaborate of course, but the bottom line was that if I knew the guy was going to die, I wouldn't lead him to believe otherwise. That's what I call false hope. But maybe I'm the only one who thinks giving out false hope is morally wrong? Anyways I don't think he should have challenged my honest opinion so viciously.
 
Well my answer was more elaborate of course, but the bottom line was that if I knew the guy was going to die, I wouldn't lead him to believe otherwise. That's what I call false hope. But maybe I'm the only one who thinks giving out false hope is morally wrong? Anyways I don't think he should have challenged my honest opinion so viciously.

You know in an ideal world it would be ok. But people think abrupt doctors are rude and for obvious reasons. Like that doc had said, you go to the doctor for hope. And sometimes even though stats say one thing people do beat the odds.

I recommend you look up the essay by Stephen Jay Gould, the now deceased evolutionary biologist that co-started the theory of punctuated equilibrium at Harvard University.

In short he died from a 2nd type of cancer 20 years after he was diagnosed with his first type of cancer. when he we diagnosed in 1982 with a cancer for the first time, he was told he had 6 months to live. But doctors had misinterpreted simple statistics and he through his fighting spirit lived 20 years longer before passing away from a 2nd form of cancer.

Though the patient may not make it you don't want to give them that idea that they won't because sometimes the resignation for a will to live causing things like depression is what weakens the system even more to bring that outcome quicker. Also, as physicians we can never guarantee treatment in the sense of cure but we can guarantee comforting a patient til their last breath by giving them a reason to believe and making them as comfortable as possible in their last bits of pain.

Also another question this reminds me of is the question that was asked at USF medical school interviews about 2 years ago. The question was when is it ok to lie??

A person that sees black and white will say never. But the truthful answer and best answer is the one a friend came up with and that is that you lie when you don't want to tell a patient's family that in their last few moments of life they were in extreme pain. You want to show sensitivity to the family members of the deceased so you tell them they went away peacefully and quietly and that they were in no pain.

I think this question was along the same lines. You can explain to the patient that there's a certain percent chance they'll survive and a certain percent chance they won't but that you don't really know which category you'll fall in and to keep their hopes alive because without positivity we don't really have much.

I just think that's the way I'd have answered it. But I do see where you are coming from. Its hard cuz you are in a no win win situation when such a situation is presented.
 
I beg to disagree, because I personally witnessed a physician telling directly to a patient that he will die in x months. Granted, he is a terminal cancer patient having tried chemo and radio, and the cancer is of the type that physician can very confidently make prognosis. But that episode has forever changed my attitude and let me believe that it is better to tell the truth directly. Most often, patients want to know, and they are stronger than you think. Even from a physiological point, giving false hope easily puts patients into mental limbo, and anxiety hurts too.

PS. that PhD interviewer could be just bull****ting and actually have zero clinical experience.
 
I beg to disagree, because I personally witnessed a physician telling directly to a patient that he will die in x months.
Ohhhhh, my friend, you have much to learn. You'll figure out very quickly that the "correct" answer that interviewers want to hear and tests want you to mark is often very different than what you would really do.
 
Interviewer: So you like music?
...(*i'm extremely nervous....my first interview and the last thing i expected was this*)...
Me: Yes.
Interviewer: They say that the best indicators of a good doctor are music and math.
...(*at this point, my brain collapses for some reason*)
Me: I-I-I-I'm not a big fan of mathematics.
Interviewer: (*silence*)
 
To help drive the point home, I read a story once where some famous powerlifter was diagnosed with some kind of extremely lethal disease and he died almost immediately. The autopsy showed that it was a misdiagnosis, he actually didn't have much of anything wrong with him. He just psychosomatically died because he thought he didn't have a chance.

That says it all for me.

P.S. If anyone wants that cited, I'll need time to dig it back up.
I'd be interested in the cite.
 
After a few minutes of pleasantries, my interviewer (an elderly PhD) got to the first (and only) real question of the interview:

"You are a doctor. You go into the room of a very ill patient. He is alone, and you know he will be dead by the time you leave the room. He looks up and asks you, 'Is there any hope, doc?' What do you tell him?"

I think for a bit and respond that I would never lie to a patient, that I would sincerely explain to him that, given his condition, there was very little hope of recovery.

The interviewer launched into a 10 minute lecture about how hope is the most important thing in the world, how it motivates everything we do, how people look to their doctors for hope and how it is a doctor's job to give them that hope. Then he asked me the exact same question again.

I decided to stick to my guns (sort of) and gave a somewhat wishy-washy version of my first answer. He didn't like that and went into a tirade about how nobody ever wanted to confront this problem. Then he asked me the question AGAIN.

I gave him this look like "what the hell do you want from me?" I don't even know what I actually said. He ended the interview after that and showed me the door, didn't give me the opportunity to ask questions or anything. To this day I don't know what he was fishing for.

Oh my god, I think we had the same interviewer. UTMB? :laugh:

Don't worry, I'm sure I bombed that interview as well!
 
Wow, this is an awesome thread. It's great to read the responses I will be trying to avoid in 2012, but will most likely ineluctably end up repeating lol.

Good luck to everyone who has interviews to go! It just sucks that an interviewee must analyze every question the interviewer asks in order to anticipate an acceptable response, because I know if I was completely "myself" in an interview it wouldn't go too great.
 
Oh my god, I think we had the same interviewer. UTMB? :laugh:

Don't worry, I'm sure I bombed that interview as well!
YES!!! Haha glad I'm not the only one. Hopefully everyone else on the admissions committee knows he's a bit...irrational?
 
YES!!! Haha glad I'm not the only one. Hopefully everyone else on the admissions committee knows he's a bit...irrational?

Haha, I was actually waiting outside his door for my interview when the previous interviewee walked out of the room like this: 😱 ...so we're definitely not alone!

I would probably guess they're somewhat aware. I spoke with someone in the admissions office during lunch at UT-Houston about who my interviewers were (because she asked about them), and she immediately apologized for having to experience an interview with him. (He was somewhat impersonal and rude...another Ph.D.) I'd guess it might be the same at Galveston.
 
Ohhhhh, my friend, you have much to learn. You'll figure out very quickly that the "correct" answer that interviewers want to hear and tests want you to mark is often very different than what you would really do.

and frm what my M3 friend at USF tells me, this doesn't end with interviews. She told me they ask questions like this on teh step 1. Like you are in an elevator and here another doctor going against hipaa telling information about a patient, what do you do?

In reality, most people don't tattle tale but just mind their own business and stay in their own little bubble. but the correct answer for step 1 would be reporting it or something like that.
 
Interviewer: So, where are you from?

Me: Oh I'm from cupertino, it's sort of close to San Jose

I: Oh cool, that's close to San Fran right? Is it north or south of San Fran?

Me (somehow thinking north was down and south was up): I believe San Jose is north.

I:Wait a second, now that I think about it I'm pretty sure it's south...

Me: Hmm, I'm pretty sure it's north though...

I: No way it has to be south, because san fran is right at the bay.

Me (realizing how stupid i am): .... okay maybe you're right...

I: You've been living there all your life and you dont know which is which?

Me: uhhh....................................👎


Accepted 9 days later!
 
This was the 3rd one hour long interview at the school. I was tired from the first two and was trying very hard to stay as enthusiastic as possible:

I: So I see you do Archery!

Me: Oh Yes, It definately random, but Yes I have been doing archery for sometime now. ALTHOUGH, I really wanna go Big Game Hunting, because there is no better feeling than KILLING your own food, you know? (then I realized what I said, me thinking to my self "HOLY SH&T what did I just say, Did I just say I like killing my food! I don't even wanna go big game hunting why would I even say that crap!!!! OMG OMG OMG OMG).

I: (LONGEST PAUSE EVER!!!!), I usually go hunting with my shotgun but I would be very interested in trying out bow hunting!

Me: (thinking: OMG, thank god he goes hunting, OMG OMG thank youuuuu), Excellent, maybe I'll be able to go hunting with you next.

I: You never know!


its only been a week since the interview so I guess we'll see!

update: I was accepted, haha
 
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This was the 3rd one hour long interview at the school. I was tired from the first two and was trying very hard to stay as enthusiastic as possible:

I: So I see you do Archery!

Me: Oh Yes, It definately random, but Yes I have been doing archery for sometime now. ALTHOUGH, I really wanna go Big Game Hunting, because there is no better feeling than KILLING your own food, you know? (then I realized what I said, me thinking to my self "HOLY SH&T what did I just say, Did I just say I like killing my food! I don't even wanna go big game hunting why would I even say that crap!!!! OMG OMG OMG OMG).

I: (LONGEST PAUSE EVER!!!!), I usually go hunting with my shotgun but I would be very interested in trying out bow hunting!

Me: (thinking: OMG, thank god he goes hunting, OMG OMG thank youuuuu), Excellent, maybe I'll be able to go hunting with you next.

I: You never know!


its only been a week since the interview so I guess we'll see!


lol you're lucky your guy wasn't from PETA



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These are the two best posts I have ever read. This is brilliant writing. You are wonderful at making others smile. I cannot get over the multi-leveled humor contained in your two dreamy posts.

Your style is sophomoric but at the same time wonderfully satirical. Between the misspellings, the made up words, "bigred," EVERYTHING, these posts just seem to come from another planet. Please keep them coming!

Interview: Hi, Have a seat.
Me: No thank you. (inner facepalm not thinking)
Interview:OK??? So I see you got a _ gpa?
Me: Well..*nose starts to run*
Interview: Uh. Are you OK? Do you need tissue?
Me: No thank you. (inner facepalm Im confused and nervous now)
Interview: Why do you want to attend this school?
Me: Because (wrong school name) is my top choice school!
Interview: Stare at each other like is this fool for real?
Me: *back,chest,face and ass sweating at an unbelieveable rate*
Interview:Ok thank you do you have any questions?
Me: Yes thank you..(and walk out without thinking)
I walked straight to car, cried on the way home, then smiled and told family I totally rocked the interview. Then went in the restroom, turned on the shower and sat on toliet crying...🙁 It was pretty bad.

you said yes when you should've said no, and no when you should've said yes. was this the whole interview? do you have other interviews in the future?
I had another nightmare after that a week later.I drove to the interview drinking 3 big reds and staying focus and hype. Then I entered the room...
Interview: Good afternoon, nice day huh?
Me: Yeah its nice out. (with a huge grin)
Interview: ??? (slight look of disgust on face)
Interview: So.. tell me about yourself.
Me: Blah blah blah yada yada yada
Interview: ??? (same look on face with a curious stare)
Me:* why are they looking at me like this* stomach boiling with gas from soda and butterflies
Interview: So tell me about this on your app
Me: Huh.. *too focused on holding gas within my body, almost pulled a ass muscle*
Me: Eyes began to water and I could not hold it back. The more I tried to think happy thoughts the more red and watery my eyes got.
Later it was over and I stood up knowing if I dare take a step I would blow a whole in my pants. They shook my hand looking at me from head to toe and gave me a eyebrow raising look. I walked toward door pooting with every step and I KNOW they heard them.😕 It smelled like bigred and failure. I went to restroom and noticed I had on a brown and grey shoe like a f*ing *******! Thats why the awkward look when I left and my teeth was the color of an apple from the soda! I wish they said something so I could have explained.🙁 Interviews just isnt my thing or god hates me...[/QUOTE]
 
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I’m still not 100% sure this one was my fault…

I: Do you think it is important to be engaged in medical school?
Me: (long pause) … in marriage?
I: In what you're learning. (looking at me like I'm crazy)
Me: Oh…(still not sure what he is talking about I launch into an answer about work/life balance)

My interviewer then interrupts me and tells me he means am I someone who goes to class or someone who would watch the lectures later from my comp.
I’m fairly certain he thinks the only reason I want to go to medical school is to get my MRS. 😳
 
I'm still not 100% sure this one was my fault…

I: Do you think it is important to be engaged in medical school?
Me: (long pause) … in marriage?
I: In what you're learning. (looking at me like I'm crazy)
Me: Oh…(still not sure what he is talking about I launch into an answer about work/life balance)

My interviewer then interrupts me and tells me he means am I someone who goes to class or someone who would watch the lectures later from my comp.
I'm fairly certain he thinks the only reason I want to go to medical school is to get my MRS. 😳

:smack: D'oh. Hope it works out for you! 👍
 
What's an "MRS"? Is that like an MRSA without the aureus? 😛

Or is that just a Mrs with the last two letters capitalized?
It's an MRS degree.

"The term “M.R.S. degree” has been used derogatorily to describe the goal of a female student whose reason for attending college or university appears to be primarily to find a husband rather than to study."wikipedia

Don't you know, every girl goes to college hoping to graduate with an MRS degree? 😛
 
What's an "MRS"? Is that like an MRSA without the aureus? 😛

Or is that just a Mrs with the last two letters capitalized?
It refers to women (back when they used to be called "coeds") going to college to find a husband. It's one of the most popular majors at BYU. 🙂
 
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Bumping the thread as well as adding an experience.

First interview I ever had.


Interviewer: So how did you get this job (a lab job I had when I was 14)?

Me: Well I was interested in science and they needed to hire someone.

Interviewer: You're telling me you just walked in to a random lab as a 14 year old and got a job.

Me: Well I knew the professor from church... (he cuts me off)

Interviewer: Woah... we don't need to hear anything about religion in here.

Me: Uh...I knew him from a community center that may or may not be religiously affiliated...

Interviewer: *chuckle



Still haven't heard from the school... Still hoping :xf:
 
Advice: Don't smirk when your interviewer talks about their experience in medical school and says "you get IN what you PUT OUT."
 
Eh, worst interview I have had so far was with a neuroanatomy PhD.

He asked me about what my favorite volunteer experience had been and I was informing him about an opportunity I had to work with aphasic patients at a rehab hospital.

He quickly segued from our interview to what turned into an oral exam over Broadmann's areas, especially Broca and Wernicke at one point asking me to physically point to the locations on my own head and what I thought/knew about cortical remapping...

I think it went ok (I had some familiarity with the concepts from class/my own research) but I wasn't prepared for an exam and he didn't give much feedback (verbal or otherwise) as to how it was going.

I'd like to think he was just trying to see if I had really tried to understand the science behind my volunteer activities, and if I could think on my feet - but it was nerve wracking!
 
It's an MRS degree.
Don't you know, every girl goes to college hoping to graduate with an MRS degree? 😛

It refers to women (back when they used to be called "coeds") going to college to find a husband. It's one of the most popular majors at BYU. 🙂

Wow -- I've never heard of this before.

However, most people who eventually marry someone do meet their future mates in undergrad.

I guess the average male just doesn't think about it as much as the average female? And that's why there is no name for men who have similar goals? Or maybe it's just a sexist phrase thought up by males... I dunno.

This is a sobering statistic though, especially for those people who finish undergrad without prospects. 😛
 
Wow -- I've never heard of this before.

However, most people who eventually marry someone do meet their future mates in undergrad.

I guess the average male just doesn't think about it as much as the average female? And that's why there is no name for men who have similar goals? Or maybe it's just a sexist phrase thought up by males... I dunno.

This is a sobering statistic though, especially for those people who finish undergrad without prospects. 😛

Wow people have never heard of the phrase MRS Degree????????? what world do you come from???

Its a common phrase because in the day and age of our parents or grand parents a lot of owmen were sent to university or school to study but still had the expectation they'd be stay at home wives.

I use this phrase a lot to describe how things are in India. Many women as far back as 15 years ago still were being told to get educated and go to college, earn some sort of masters or ugrad in something like psychology or english or things of that nature for the purpose of being educated but then it was the expectation after they'd find a husband to be a stay at home wife and mother who helped also take care of the in laws and run the household while the husband provided for the family. It is like this with many of my older cousin's families and also my mom's era women so many of the aunties in my town fall in this category.

But in India, even girls going to medical or dental school are many times not doing it with the intention of practicing down the road but with the intention of getting the degree to find a husband because many wealthy men want a very well educated wife but they don't necessarily want her to use this education because they want her to run the household.

I've heard of stories of indian men like that here in the US as well. Like there were stories of fam. friend's daughters who went in medicine and dental medicine and other health professions such as optometry. And these kids well when they were looking for guys when they were single, well some of the guys they came across told them to quit their jobs otherwise they didn't want to be with them but they didn't want to find someone who would be stay at home but not a doctor or other higher health profession because they wanted a woman who was educated. its sooooooooooooooooo stupid. Why anyone would waste the time, blood, sweat of going through arduous medical and dental education to be a stay at home is stupid. But some men are not the brightest bulbs in the pack so to speak to have this common sense.
 
Why don't you just completely delete the post????

I don't get why people who delete posts always leave a period or word deleted instead of just completely deleting the original post.
I don't think you don't get that option until you're a donor.
 
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