Warning - Profanity Included in this Rant
Mar. 8th, 2004 09:43 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
kenjariThe University of Chicago has rejected me. Those fuckers. I had thought my interview and visit had gone well; they seemed interested in me. The professor I talked to spent about 10 minutes of the interview telling me why UChicago was better than the other schools I applied to. And now they tell me that "we are unable to grant you admission to graduate study". I feel like they strung me along. This is so fucking disappointing and frustrating. And there's not really anything I can do about it.
And of course, the rejection letter offers absolutely no information, not even a hint, about why I didn't get in. It's full of the usual crap "I regret very much to inform you.... It is our sincere hope that you will find a satisfactory opportunity elsewhere...You have our best wshes for success". Blah Blah Blah. I think next week I'm going to call them and try to find out the reason. But I have to wait until I can avoid the temptation to call up and say something like "So what's your fucking problem, and I don't want to hear any bullshit".
They can all go jump in a lake. And Chicago, conveniently enough, has a really big one. Plenty of room for everyone, no need to shove.
Now I have to wait until April to hear from my second choice school, Peabody Conservatory. That's three more weeks of nerve-wracking waiting. This sucks.
And of course, the rejection letter offers absolutely no information, not even a hint, about why I didn't get in. It's full of the usual crap "I regret very much to inform you.... It is our sincere hope that you will find a satisfactory opportunity elsewhere...You have our best wshes for success". Blah Blah Blah. I think next week I'm going to call them and try to find out the reason. But I have to wait until I can avoid the temptation to call up and say something like "So what's your fucking problem, and I don't want to hear any bullshit".
They can all go jump in a lake. And Chicago, conveniently enough, has a really big one. Plenty of room for everyone, no need to shove.
Now I have to wait until April to hear from my second choice school, Peabody Conservatory. That's three more weeks of nerve-wracking waiting. This sucks.
