Filing this under 'history' because right now I'm pissed off, but I am well aware the tears will dry.
Riddle me this: why would a professor select my application out of over 1,100 (implying I was in at least the top 99.4th percentile of applicants), interview me, mention specific details about my application, then tell me, 'To be transparent, you don't have the technical background I'm looking for, & I don't want to waste your time.' Bless your heart, but you already did.
She could have gathered that lack of applicable technical background from my application, which she obviously did read, so I simply do not understand!
Aaanyways, I wholeheartedly believe that what is meant for me will never miss me, & what missed me was never meant for me. (& believe me, my camel was tied. In fact, my annoyance stems from how long I spent tying that knot — I may be stretching the metaphor thin— perhaps as that rope was stretched thin, for the camel seems to have wandered, despite my best efforts.)
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