Interviewees

Yesterday we saw some familiar faces. A horde of young men and women all wearing identical suits, men with red power ties, women with lucky earrings, all armed with a notebook and a "go-getter" attitude with an air of confident awkwardness. No, we did not recognize these faces because they were our friends, per se...we recognized them because we were in their shoes one year ago. They were this year's medical and dental school applicants visiting for interviews.

Jeffrey decided that even going to anatomy lab for hours on end AND smelling like formaldehyde for the remainder of the week (seriously, what is the deal with that chemical?) is still better than going through the nervousness and sheer terror of the application process again.

Adding insult to injury, the poor applicants are given little to no direction as to where they are supposed to meet in our labryinth of a school (Even with a map, navigating through the Health Science Center can feel strikingly similar to the 15th century's sailors--"Is is Cuba? Florida? Either way, it's a whole new world.).

Jeffrey had a quiz today. He made a 100. We are waiting for the graded paper to get back so we can hang it on the fridge next to our coupons...yeah, we cut coupons. We also take donations. Cash, check, or money order. For only $.80 per day, you could support one starving med/dental student...

Lauren