Sometimes we run across a BSer who reinforces that moniker so profoundly that we just have to laugh. One in particular from last season prompted us to write this post. ‘Cuz, like, excuses? We’ve heard ’em all. We so completely feel for you when you have a “personal tragedy” but why do they always seem to exactly coincide with deadlines where you’re supposed to get things done?
Here’s the one that is our current favorite:
“Just as I was about to give my GMAT in time to apply to b-schools in R1, we were blessed with a baby boy on August XX. All plans delayed and I re-took my GMAT in Dec to apply for R2.
Uh… you mean bouncing bundle of joy was delivered by the stork on that day, completely unexpectedly? You hadn’t realized he was coming? Damn! The birds and those damn bees strike again! Those sneaky emmer effers. Dropping a BABY on you with no advance notice like that!
People. If you’re going to try to shine one over on the ‘Snark, at least try not to insult our intelligence quite so directly.