Update

So I finally have some perspective on the whole Oxford interview fiasco. I am not sure how important the interview is in the admissions process. A good number of those who interview are accepted. And it's not like I puked on the interviewer's shoes or anything. Okay, so maybe he caught a glimpse of my boxer briefs. But I didn't deliberately flash him!

I sent him an email, thanking him for the interview. I'll know next week whether or not I got in.

In other news, I told the ISG folks that I was no longer interested in the job. Truth is, I didn't think that I would feel comfortable working with the woman who interviewed me last. I dropped out of the race, only to discover that fate - cruel, sarcastic fate - had decided to intervene. One day later, I was told that she was moving from ISG to Retail and that she was going to be my boss's new boss! That means that I'll have to play nice whenever I see her. Ugh. For once, I want someone to have kiss my ass, knowwuddumsayin'?! The more I think about her, the more I realize what a freak show she is.

My final thought for this post: The whole HBS-ApplyYourself "scandal" really needs to go away.