So, I just returned from my Dartmouth interview, which was held at Starbucks. My interviewer had an afternoon of back-to-back interviews, and I was the fourth and final one. O.O
As I entered at 4:22 p.m. (8 min early), I slyly glanced around. I flitted my eyes quickly around the tiny yet crowded store, searching. (I realized then that I had forgotten to ask him for any identifying characteristics) Was it that lonesome gentleman sitting outside with his little white dog? Or that guy surrounded by a group of girls? Or-
Spotted! A muscular man in a green short-sleeved polo, clipboard in lap, immersed in conversation with a nervous-looking Asian girl in the corner. Immediately I felt at ease. (this guy looked like an easy-to-talk to person.) Relieved, I quickly leaned against a nearby counter, assuming a what I hoped was a collected, casual pose.
Ten minutes passed in this fashion. The man continued to gesticulate and take notes; the girl continued to fidget and laugh nervously. Finally, I saw (out of the corner of my eye) that they were standing up. Then I turned my head and spotted him looking in my direction, so I strode forward and gave him a handshake, grinning like a maniac. (which I’m apt to do when I’m nervous)
As I headed toward the squishy black couch, I noticed that the previous girl had left her cell phone behind! My interviewer quickly ran out the store and chased her down. When he returned, he grinned and said to me, “She says ‘thank you.’”
He started off by asking me my stats: GPA and SAT scores. I gave them. He mentioned that one of the girls he had interviewed earlier in the afternoon was from my school. The rest I can’t recall in exact detail, but here are some snapshots, not quite verbatim:
Q:So are you taking like a million APs?
A: No…only 3 last year and 4 this year.
Q: Name them
A: <em>obliges</em>
Q: So what’s your fave subject?
A: English and Japanese. I like languages. <em>smiles</em>
Q: Ok…why?
A: <em>explains–something about teaching English because my dad wasn’t very good at it which affected him in job search/communicating with others</em>
Q: What do you want to study in college?
A: <em>tell him and he seems surprised I want to be a teacher when my own mom was one too…his parents were teachers and that influenced him NOT to become one. He pursued the sciences–chem/engineering–instead</em>
Q: <em>something about the weather</em>
A: <em>I mistakenly assume that today’s windy/cloudy CA weather is similar to Hanover’s. He corrects me. XD</em>
Other Q’s:
what are activities are you involved in?
what are you PASSIONATE about?
Anything else you think I should know?
My Answers:
School newspaper (I love writing articles about interesting students at my school, I want to continue this in college), Cross Country (my sob story about how I couldn’t join soph year and decided to in senior year), teaching piano (he was impressed when I told him I’ve only learned piano for five years before starting teaching)
etc etc. I also asked him why he decided to become an alumni interviewer (his answer: he LOVES Dartmouth and wants to stay connected), if he was involved in DOC (no, not really), and if there were any professors who really stood out to him and influenced him into becoming who he is today (he had trouble with this one, since no one prof really stood out to him. He said usually humanities teachers are more inspiring; science-y ones, not so much).
Oh. He also asked me, “What other colleges did you apply to?” o__o I told him a few. >.< He also asked me why I applied to those other schools…(but did NOT ask me “Why Dartmouth?” How curious…)
Somehow, I felt that I couldn’t convey what I knew and loved about Dartmouth in the interview. A lot of the things he told me, I already knew, but he would explain them to me first, so I felt it would be rude to say “Oh I already know that! I’ve done my research!” -.-
All in all, it went rather smoothly and he was rather easy to talk to. I think I smiled and laughed too much because my cheeks throbbed afterward. At the end we had a handshake and headed out the door. As he strolled toward his car behind me, he asked casually, “Going home to study?” Haha, how did he guess? I replied, “Yup! Stats!” After a few more words we said our goodbyes and then went our separate ways.