I have the attention span of a peanut. Today, as I sat in a room with 13 other candidates in a panel-like discussion on the pros and cons of making residency a requirement for future graduates, while being graded by two professors on the competency of my communication skills, motivation, and professionalism in order to be allowed to advance in my program, my thought process went a little something like this…
Carpet’s kind of green. Blue with some green actually.
Man this guy talks too much.
The carpet’s kind of fuzzy too. Fuzzy’s a funny word.
Oh.my.goodness. I can’t believe he’s still going.
Should I change back into my sneakers before I leave? Maybe I’ll change them before I leave.
SHOOT ME. He’s still going, unbelievable!
Still have half a sandwich in my bag. Too nervous to eat. Stomach butterflies. I wonder why they call them butterflies…
Such was my thought process throughout the interview; and such is my thought process in life. How I ever manage to get anything done with my limited attention span is beyond me.