Metropolis Med’s revisit was this, um… month…ish*, and it was really cool to meet all of the future M1s, but man.
Revisit is weird – it’s like having a massive 1st date. And not like the interview days, where there’s almost no pressure on us because the pre-meds are all just pumped to be there (well, maybe not everyone – there’s always That Guy texting in the back who’s all “Whatever, I just came for the free lunch. I have a full ride to Dartmouth.“**) – no, you actually want and need to impress them with legitimate things now. Like beer.
So while the goal was to just show the students a good time, my curiosity and competitive spirit kept getting the better of me, and I probably had the following conversation like 6 times:
Me: So, how close are you to figuring out where you want to go?
Student: No idea! I love this place, but my boyfriend goes to Gotham Medical, and they’re pretty good too, so…
Me (JD-esque dream world): Gotham?! Oh, come on! It’s less than 500 miles away – you can totally still visit on weekends!
Me (really): Yeah, that’s a tough one.
Weirdly, almost all of the pre-meds I talked to had that “significant other in another city” decision to make – one that Boyfriend and I never actually had to confront, since I had chosen an approach to med school admissions that I liked to call “boldly throwing all eggs into one basket” and others liked to call “absurdly poor planning“. (Tomato, to-mah-to.)
Speaking of absurdly poor planning, I have half an hour to eat lunch (does yogurt with M&Ms count as lunch? Does it even count as food? Why did I buy this.), change clothes, and get to class, so maybe we can just all agree to pretend like this entry had an ending that made sense. I owe you.
* Worst anonymous blogger ever.
** I was not That Guy, in that I 1) am female, and 2) still, to this day, have yet to hear back from Dartmouth.