I applied to Sheffield University...
...turned up at the hospital where they were holding the interviews. Walk into room with other hopefuls, most dressed in suits or smart dresses (women were similarly attired). Apart from one who was in jeans and t-shirt with a bit of what I can only hope was dried egg down the front of his t-shirt.

Anyhoo, I got interviewed directly after the inbred one. I could tell how the interview was going to go as when I walked in the interviewer said "well, now we've interviewed the missing genetic link, we can get on with a serious candidate." Ah!

After about 5 minutes of general bullshitting questions, the interviewer said "so I see you are in the air cadets. Fantastic, I am a civilian instructor at XXXX squadron." Spent the next half hour talking about aeroplanes and the new Vigilant glider etc. When I got up at the end of the interview, he said "I don't think you need to worry about having to get high grades in your A-levels, mate. I think we will accept you whatever!"

WOOHOOO!!!!

Get a letter from UCAS through the post 2 weeks later. C'mon you little beauty!

"Dear Mr Carrot. We regret to inform you that due to budget cuts, your course will not be run this year. May we offer you a place on our radiography course instead."

Er...how about no?
CNUTS!
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