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Scheduled (Dis)Appointment

There’s no easy way to say this: No matter the Match outcome, a lot of people I love and care about are going to be disappointed. Chances are that if you’re reading this, you have a place in mind you’re hoping I’ll end up. Because my economic class dictates that I can only live in one location at a time, the harsh reality is that in a few weeks I’m going to be the Papa Nowroz of handing out bad news. Once the waveform collapses, I’ll be able to face the inevitable fallout; however, during this purgatorial period, I experience every possible disappointment simultaneously.

It is this feeling that rises to the surface when I am asked if I’m “excited” for the Match. Despite any appearances to the contrary, making people sad isn’t actually one of my life goals. In addition to not being particularly excitable in the first place, that really puts a damper on things. Suffice it to say that I won’t be one of the folks immediately posting on Facebook.

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