I had my departmental preliminary exam today. As everyone promised, it wasn't half as scary as I thought it would be, everyone there did want me to succeed, and I did pass. In fact, I probably had one of the shortest exams amongst all my peers (God is merciful). Though this did not mean that I found any of the jokes the faculty members made prior to my passing to be funny at all.
Fifteen minutes before the exam, as I was about to make last minute preparations, Prof Dubya (? I forget his nickname), who is not on my committee, comes by for some friendly, last-minute advice. It was very kind of him to do. Unfortunately, it sent me into all sorts of last minute panic of problems I did not even consider.
Dubya (sees Doc Khaleesi in the hallway): I'm just giving her some last minute advice. You shouldn't listen, you're on her committee.
Khaleesi: Oh, I'm ready. I have a long list of questions.
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(regarding the homemade cookies that I brought to the exam)
Doc Who: There should be some sort of an arms race to see who can furnish the most elaborate meals at these exams.
Moi: Oh, I heart some professors didn't want it to seem like a bribe. Otherwise, I would've catered lunch.
Doc Who: Some professors appreciate bribes. I once had a student who brought sushi.
Khaleesi: You have 5 minutes. There's still time [to impress us.]
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Best question of the whole exam (courtesy of Doc Normandie): Which 2 popular American companies were founded in Quincy, Massachusetts?
Most horrifying question (courtesy of Doc Who, natch): Should I just tweet these exam notes to you? Or would you prefer Facebook?
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