<p>The results are almost all in, so there's nothing to be afraid of by describing what little my D shared with me during audition season (she was fairly terse, not wanting to jinx anything during the process, and now she's just glad it's over...). </p>
<p>Call them sour grapes or tales of woe. Call them what you will, but I call them "The Faces BFA Colleges Chose To Wear" while expecting us parents to fork out $50,000+ a year for the privilege of admitting our kids to their schools! </p>
<p>An immediate caveat: I KNOW -- everyone's experiences differ wildly. I KNOW. </p>
<p>And an invitation: Anyone and everyone please feel free to chime in with your own "horror story" (minus preachy admonishments!)</p>
<p>Here goes:</p>
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<li><p>Snooty-patooty Juilliard: Delay after delay posting callbacks to 200 anxious auditioners, then the sheet goes up -- blank. (This happened on a different day than my D's date - when she was there, 8 twenty-somethings got the nod.)</p></li>
<li><p>Tell It To Me Straight, SUNY Purchase: "Don't read anything into it if you don't get a callback." Oh, okay. How many admitted students didn't get a callback during their on-campus auditions? (Answer: zero.)</p></li>
<li><p>Sarcastic Syracuse: "Great, you can walk and chew gum at the same time." (Auditor's comment after asking my D to rearrange the furniture during her Shakespeare monologue)</p></li>
<li><p>Instant Gratification: Surly Rutgers auditors who didn't glance up once, before, during or after the audition (D threw her extra headshot and resume in the garbage after she left the room)</p></li>
<li><p>Who The Devil Knows St. John's University (they're new to this scene, with a brand-new BS program run through AADA in NYC): lost the SAT scores, lost the transcripts, never sent notice of audition dates, called us to ask for audition, and then said oops they're over</p></li>
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