UST MED EXAM FTMFW
I never thought I would have to take a personality quiz in order to get into med school. When we were informed that we had to take an exam yesterday, I assumed it would be some sort of IQ test. Or at worst, another GRE. But no.
Question: (something like) You would want to be:
a. successful
b. efficient
c. friendly
Me: Ummm....
I don't like these things because I become inconsistent. For example, a question asked whether I would want to be, in an American football team, the coach, the star quarterback, or the elected team captain. I can automatically see that coach = someone who likes to plan things, be in the background, team captain = leader, take-charge, sociable and star quarterback = someone who likes attention. IRL i would probably be the coach, or maybe the team captain. But if I had a chance to pick? Damn straight I'd be the quarterback. :))
It gets funnier in the second part of the exam, which involved a slideshow of black and white pictures, and we had 5 minutes each to "write a story and be as dramatic as possible".
A picture of a little boy with his head in his hands, looking at a violin.
My story: Boy is the son of servants in some rich lord's house, who's always wanted this expensive Stradivarius violin in the store window. one day he steals money from his master's house, the rich lord flips and blames his parents, the family is turned out into the street, and eventually his mother gets sick and dies. He was too much of a wuss to admit that it was all his fault and stares at the violin, the cause of all his greed and his downfall. (shut up, we had five minutes)
Scott's story: Boy has always wanted to play the violin, but was never allowed. One day he is invited to a party at his friend's house where he sees the violin and is torn between obeying his parents and playing the violin. He eventually obeys his parents. (Omg Scotty)
But not one of us could beat...
Erik's story: Boy was a JEWISH VIOLINIST DURING WW2. He was very skilled and loved to play, but couldn't get a break. He was looking at the violin feeling torn because he was invited to play for a NAZI PARTY. Should he refuse, or should he play the violin FOR HITLER? Eventually he agreed and his music "healed the warring hearts of all those who heard him" or some other such flowery bullshit FTW.
Can all exams be like this?
Question: (something like) You would want to be:
a. successful
b. efficient
c. friendly
Me: Ummm....
I don't like these things because I become inconsistent. For example, a question asked whether I would want to be, in an American football team, the coach, the star quarterback, or the elected team captain. I can automatically see that coach = someone who likes to plan things, be in the background, team captain = leader, take-charge, sociable and star quarterback = someone who likes attention. IRL i would probably be the coach, or maybe the team captain. But if I had a chance to pick? Damn straight I'd be the quarterback. :))
It gets funnier in the second part of the exam, which involved a slideshow of black and white pictures, and we had 5 minutes each to "write a story and be as dramatic as possible".
A picture of a little boy with his head in his hands, looking at a violin.
My story: Boy is the son of servants in some rich lord's house, who's always wanted this expensive Stradivarius violin in the store window. one day he steals money from his master's house, the rich lord flips and blames his parents, the family is turned out into the street, and eventually his mother gets sick and dies. He was too much of a wuss to admit that it was all his fault and stares at the violin, the cause of all his greed and his downfall. (shut up, we had five minutes)
Scott's story: Boy has always wanted to play the violin, but was never allowed. One day he is invited to a party at his friend's house where he sees the violin and is torn between obeying his parents and playing the violin. He eventually obeys his parents. (Omg Scotty)
But not one of us could beat...
Erik's story: Boy was a JEWISH VIOLINIST DURING WW2. He was very skilled and loved to play, but couldn't get a break. He was looking at the violin feeling torn because he was invited to play for a NAZI PARTY. Should he refuse, or should he play the violin FOR HITLER? Eventually he agreed and his music "healed the warring hearts of all those who heard him" or some other such flowery bullshit FTW.
Can all exams be like this?