<p>One 'weird' thing, or at least weird to CCers- I had told my mom to go and explore a little while I had my interview, and my interviewer actually wanted to meet her. That's a long way from the "OMG DON'T LET YOUR PARENTS BE SEEEEEN!!!" thing that most interview threads told me. I ended up calling my mom at the end of the interview so she could meet my interviewer.</p>
<p>It was so funny because I had a phone interview for Dartmouth. So I was talking to this guy then all of the sudden I hear some one in the background screaming "Ask him where else he applied!" It turned out to be his wife. She continues to scream saying to ask me and for me not to be shy. Then a few minutes later, she continues to scream so I can hear her and she says "Sweetie, make sure you applied to Yale because I love Yale." Then the funniest part of that statement is that she didnt even go to yale. She went to UCSD then to UCLA for Grad school. Oh and she also told me to ditch Berkeley for undergrad and go there for Grad school.</p>
<p>I had my MIT interview in December and I'm pretty confident that it was one of the worst in the history of history.</p>
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<p>MIT I: So, which is your most significant EC?</p>
<p>Me: Computer programmming. (I'm an amateur programmer, but I figured a guy from MIT would appreciate it. My bad.)</p>
<p>MIT I: Tell me, how would you program Chess?</p>
<p>Me: :confused: I'd take some variables, and you know, ask the user to enter something...</p>
<p>MIT I: Something?</p>
<p>Me: Erm... like... you know... the position of the piece?</p>
<p><awkward silence=""></awkward></p>
<p>MIT I: Erm... ohhkk... Which other colleges have you applied to?</p>
<p>Me: Princeton, Yale, Harvard. Dartmouth and Drexel.</p>
<p>MIT I: Drexel? The one in Philadelphia?</p>
<p>Me: Yes. (How may are there?)</p>
<p>MIT I: Why Drexel?</p>
<p>Me: It's my safety. I mean, Drexel accepts virtually everyone you know...</p>
<p><awkward silence=""></awkward></p>
<p>MIT I: Erm... Do you have any questions?</p>
<p>Me: Yeah, could you tell me something about the computer science major?</p>
<p>MIT I: It wasn't there in my time. (The guy was from the Class of '69).</p>
<p>Me: Erm... Is that the Brass Rat on your finger?</p>
<p>MIT I: Yeah.</p>
<p>Me: I read about it on Wikipedia last night. <sheepish grin=""></sheepish></p>
<p><awkward silence=""></awkward></p>
<p>MIT I: Any more questions for me?</p>
<p>Me: Did you make any friends at MIT whom you still remember?</p>
<p>MIT I: I didn't go to MIT to make friends, in fact, no one does.</p>
<p>Me: :confused:</p>
<p>MIT I: By the way, what are your SAT scores?</p>
<p>Me: <told him="" my="" sat="" scores=""></told></p>
<p>MIT I: Theres no way you're gonna get into MIT with such a score!</p>
<p>Me: <smiling sheepisly=""></smiling></p>
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<p>That was pretty much it. I ended up not applying to MIT at all.</p>
<p>^what the hell?????</p>
<p>are u serious</p>
<p>are u sure he was from MIT</p>
<p>Yeah really... my MIT interview was really good. </p>
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<p>That is such a horrible thing to say to an applicant :[</p>
<p>I had an interview for a very prestigious college (one of HYPS), and it went really Really well... until I had to leave. The interviewer walked me to the front doors of the office building and shook my hand and went over to a desk near the door. I pulled at the handle, but the door didn't budge! I pulled harder, and still nothing. I was pulling and examining the lock and said to the interviewer "Um, I think think it's locked." He gave me a puzzled look and walked up to me. As soon as he reached me, I pushed the door.... and it swung open. He then said "Umm, ok, now you fail." Jokingly, of course.</p>
<p>Not one of my better moments.</p>
<p>So I got a phone call about a scholarship notification yesterday, on my cell phone.</p>
<p>Me: Hello?
Her: Yes, is this Jenny?
Me: <em>thinking, what the hay - what random person knows my cell phone number?</em> Uhh....yeah....
Her: Oh I know, you're probably really suspicious because this is some foreign number calling you on your cell phone and I know who you are.
Me: Hehe...<em>thinking, oh crap how did she know?</em></p>
<p>Then later on:</p>
<p>Her: So we'd like to do a phone interview with you in order to narrow down the finalist pool.
Me: Oh, that would be AWESOME
Her: ...Wow, we usually don't get that kind of enthusiasm
Me: Hehe...</p>
<p>:D Hopefully I won't have to come back on Thursday (when my interview is) with more stories...<em>knock on wood, I really really really really want to go to this school!</em></p>
<p>^^we all have our moments :)</p>
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<p>are u serious</p>
<p>are u sure he was from MIT
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<p>Yup. The idiot was from the Class of '69. He talked more about himself than about MIT. He ****ed me off so much that I ended up not applying to MIT.</p>
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<p>Cell phone conversations with colleges can be so weird...</p>
<p>A college called me on my cell phone to tell me I'd been accepted. It was the world's most awkward conversation because I was holding my horse, who kept trying to bite me.</p>
<p>Kinda hard to muster up proper amounts of enthusiasm when you're trying to dodge/discipline a 1200 pound animal.</p>
<p>Awww it's sad when one person can turn off an applicant from a school. But such is life.</p>
<p>I recently went down to a college for a competitive scholarship. I did the art scholarship, which included drawing four pictures and presenting them to the art profs, along with other artworks. I think I did pretty well. I was intimidated by the "survey" they gave us, which asked for two of our favorite artists. I sat there and started sweating so bad because I couldn't think of any artist names!! So I wrote down Chihuli because I had recently seen a show about him, and then was able to gather the name Do Ho Sun, an artist we had learned about in IB Art recently. An awesome artist.</p>
<p>So at the end of the interview, one of the profs goes "By the way, Do Ho Suh is one of my favorite artists," and I just kind of stood there and babbled something about how he was awesome and I had spelled his name wrong.</p>
<p>Anyway, the big coincidence was that one of the profs had the same name as my current art teacher. So later when I was talking to him, I got really excited.</p>
<p>Me: Oh yeah, it's so awesome! You have the same name as my art teacher. Except he has this long, bushy black hair...</p>
<p>Prof: <em>smiles</em> Funny you should mention that...</p>
<p>Me: <em>stares, and realizes that the prof is completely bald</em> Um well, uh yes his is very noticable though, it's just a feature of his...</p>
<p>And then my mom chimed in about how my art teacher would probably lose his hair when he'd get older anyway, blah blah...</p>
<p>I love it when I say things and then realize what I'm saying afterwards. HAHA!</p>
<p>PS: It's getting late, and my vocabulary has been limited to "awesome", apparently. Awesome.</p>
<p>lol. this thred would be hilarious if it wasn't for the fact that i can imagine myself doing every single one of these things :)</p>
<p>Harvardman: "Do you have a boyfirend? How do you feel about your body? Your hair is very unusual, why do you wear it like this?"</p>
<p>I don't think he meant to sound like a creepy old man, but these questions certainly came off that way.</p>
<p>(My hair is just long and curly, its not like its dyed pink or something.)</p>
<p>When he was a senior in college, my hubby had a job interview with the CIA. They asked him if he had "any moral or religious hang-ups." Ummm.... yes, I do. No job offer, wouldn't have taken it anyway after that.</p>
<p>When son had his first interview, he mentioned that he had just passed his Board of Review for Eagle Scout. He's thinking there's not a lot of Scouts these days so this is his "hook." The interviewer smiles and says, "That's great! You're the third Eagle I've seen today!" Son smiles back and mumbles that it's great to hear that there are more of them.... BTW he got accepted.</p>
<p>Finally I've had enough interviews to post my own. Surprisingly, it seemed to be my interviewers who made complete tards out of themselves.</p>
<p>Dartmouth-- everything went very smoothly until she almost threw up at our Starbucks table. No joke-- her cheeks were swelling and her face was becoming increasingly verdant. She told me she wasn't feeling too well, and when she got back from the bathroom I'd gotten her some ice-water. She saw at it and looked at me like I was the kindest person she'd ever encountered. Then ran to go throw up some more.</p>
<p>Vassar-- really really chill woman. We basically laughed the entire time, making fun of other people from other colleges. I asked her how the gay life was at Vassar and she just goes, "GIRL let me tell YOU!" I'm a guy. Needless to say, I loved it.</p>
<p>Georgetown-- I can't remember what I said, but I got my interviewer laughing so much that he almost choked to death. He would try to control himself and would be successful for about 20 seconds, during which time I'd try to answer his questions, but then he'd just explode with laughter again. He later apologized profusely and thanked me for making him laugh more than he had in years. </p>
<p>Middlebury-- After she told me that she'd personally witnessed gay-bashing on campus (she was class of 2006), I'd already decided to pull my application (there were other factors too). I decided to have some fun with the rest of the interview, nevertheless. She asked me where I saw myself in 20 years, and I told her doing nothing on a $20,000,000+ estate in Greenwich, CT. I kept a straight face the entire time, which made it even harder for her to keep from laughing. When I mentioned breeding thoroughbred racehorses for pleasure she just about died.</p>
<p>Dickinson-- after I showed her my transcript, my interviewer seemed determined to convince me to switch to ED (even though D-son was a safety and a half). I started playing around with her. I told her that I wouldn't dare attend a school that didn't have a jazzercise club, that I was interested in learning Tagalog, that I was possibly transgendered and wanted a school that could accommodate that... she ate it all up, trying desperately to assure me that Dickinson was the school for me. It verged on being pathetic.</p>
<p>I guess interviews are pretty easy for me, in that I like talking to people and I never freeze up. I can't believe some of the horrible interviewers some of you have had-- report them, seriously!</p>
<p>This is a true story!</p>
<p>My S had in interview at the law office of a Alum of xyz university. The assistant had scheduled the interviews by sending out a e-mail to all the kids she needed to interview. My son had track practice so he took a late slot. He got to the offices at 5:30 pm and could not get up to her floor (the elevator required a key card to reach her level after hours) Finally after calling the interviewers cell she sent her assistant down to meet him. </p>
<p>He walks into her office, sits down and they begin to talk. About 2 minutes into the interview, he says.... "Did you just interview (his girlfriends name)? The interviewer looks at him with suprised look and says, yes I did how did you know? He says, "I can smell her" </p>
<p>They laughed and talked for a good hour but talk about a strange introduction. </p>
<p>He and his GF had back to back interviews with the same interviewer and neither knew (they don't talk about school stuff much, they are avoiding the reality they will likley be going to diffrent schools) </p>
<p>True story</p>
<p>my interview with washu went really well, except i did tell her that i was applying to brown and penn. and nowww i'm on the waitlist.</p>
<p>@ kingkouture: LOL @ the wanting to learn tagalog. that was pretty random - are you Filipino or just knowledgeable? :P
@ DTDad: aww, that's actually a bit endearing. XD i'm glad it went well for him though! :]</p>
<p>My Swarthmore interview was really weird...first of all she was late by 20 minutes, and then when she got there she told me how I should totally apply to Haverford...and how she wishes she had...and how it could possibly be better than Swarthmore...and she kept saying "I know I'm not supposed to be saying this....but..--"...weird.</p>
<p>This is my interview with Carleton:</p>
<p>Interviewer: So, what is one of your extracurricular activities?
Me: Science Team, so basically we participate in three big competitions blahblah I help build a lot of things, such as robots for Science Olympiad and stuff.
I: Oh, I hated science when I was in high school.
Me: ...Oh, that's uh, well that's okay I guess.
I: Yeah, I was on an academic team that had to present different projects for different subjects, and one time another teammate and I were assigned to the subject of Technology. The competition stated that we were supposed to build a robot or some kind of object about technology, but instead my partner and I made a skit about how technology is evil and everything.
Me: Um... <em>awkward silence</em>
I: So what else do you like?
Me: <em>eyes bulge out</em></p>