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My first interview was for Yale (yikes!) and, as fate would have it, I got a really lovely throat virus the day before the scheduled date. I was feverish and tired, so I opted to reschedule. This is where it gets really fun. The secretary told my dad that my new interview would be on March 7th. I turned up at the interviewer's office on March 7th. He was gone on vacation. Goody. He apparently meant for my interview to be on February 7th. I'm sure Yale got a lovely impression of me until he called (and I e-mailed) to clear it up. I never did get that interview.
On the upside, I had a really nice phone interview with a Brown alumna. She was really cool about answering all my questions and was very chill about the whole thing.
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