Rejection encore.
Posted on May 23, 2007
Filed Under snark, writings, career, education |
Oh foot fungus, Oh blast, Oh bother, Oh BU admissions officer - You Bitch…
There. That’s better. Now I’ll explain.
Yesterday I finally got around to fetching the mail. After receiving my rejection from BU’s writing workshop back in April, I’ve grown a little lazy about the mail. Days and days go by, the mailman patiently stuffing the box full of bills and catalogs and newspaper clippings sent by my Grandfather-in-law until the whole thing is so completely backed up with unwanted mail that he is forced to drive up to the house and open the back door in order to throw fliers and tax forms and digital photography catalogs into the mudroom. When I caught him doing this a few Fridays ago he said, as he departed, “Hope you have a Happy Mother’s Day. Hope you get a bigger mail box as a gift.”
So yesterday’s mail, which was really yesterday’s mail mixed up with Friday and Saturday’s mail, had a slim little envelope from BU’s Graduate School of Arts and Sciences mixed in with all the other garbage. And my heart leaped. I was overcome with a great jolt of adrenaline. I dropped the stack of correspondence on the driveway and tore open the slender letter. Thinking, could this be a correction to the previous rejection? Perhaps a notice that some other applicant had died? An invitation to to take their spot in next year’s graduate class. As I slid trembling fingers beneath the envelope flap, I was practicing the joyful tone with which I would deliver the good news to my unsuspecting family, who have all grown weary of my lamenting the rejection.
But, I found no correction enclosed, no change of mind, no sorry we were fools not to take you initially and now we see the error we have made, instead I found another rejection letter. This time, the denial came from the head of the graduate school of Arts and Sciences. I guess Patricia Schiavoni, in her infinite wisdom as admissions personnel, decided that the rejection letter I received from the Creative Writing Department was not sufficient negative correspondence. She likes to get a slam in when she can and follows up all department rejections with her own general dis. “Ya da ya da ya da…careful review, sorry to inform you, must deny admissions to even highly qualified candidates, regret that the decision was not favorable…”
Oh thanks for the echo, Pat. It didn’t feel like REAL rejection until you followed up with your own official word on the situation.
(Too bad I can’t hear you because I’ve stuffed my fingers in my ears. You see, I’m waiting for the president of that esteemed university to send me his note of chagrined denial before I’ll hear the NO in all this.)
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