Continuing in the steps towards official adulthood and
having a grown-up career that doesn’t consist of passing out lunch boxes to Jazz
fans, Eric embarked on a second trip to NYC in 2 weeks to interview at New York
Institute of Technology, more concisely known as NYIT. After having just been
to New York on the way home from Jamaica, Eric was anxious to head back to the
Big Apple, this time on business. He flew out on the morning of Monday,
December 8th, with a layover in Chicago. This was Eric’s first time
in Chicago and the busy O’Hare International Airport. For all the hype Chicago
gets, the most interesting thing Eric saw there was a giant dinosaur skeleton
that had a Santa hat on for the holidays. Now the thought of Chicago will
conjure up images of dinosaur bones in addition to Michael Jordan cheating the
Jazz out of NBA titles in 1997 and 1998.
That afternoon, it was off to New York. Along the way, there
was an interesting flight attendant who noticed Eric had the new Samsung Galaxy
S5 and wondered if he had his charger with him. He replied that he did and she
wondered if she could borrow it because the battery on her own S5 was running low.
Eric agreed and in exchange the flight attendant offered to buy him a drink.
Not wanting to try alcohol for the first time and risk arriving too tipsy for
the interview, Eric declined. She then offered one of those fancy snack pack
meal things that cost like $10 and Eric was sold. He spent the rest of the
flight eating fancy chips, salami, assorted cheeses, and tiny gummy bears. Who
needs first class when you have tiny gummy bears?
New York was chilly upon arrival around 6:00 PM local time
and Eric quickly hopped on a shuttle to get a rental car to drive to nearby
Hicksville, where he’d be spending the night. Most people picturing New York think
of Broadway shows and the Statue of Liberty. As the name suggests, there was
none of that in Hicksville. What Hicksville did have, however, in addition to
some very bland Italian food, was lots of rain. From the moment Eric checked in
to the hotel to the time he got on a plane to come home the next afternoon, the
sky rained its guts out in New York. It reportedly rained over 4 inches at the
airport, which was believable after seeing all the mini lakes all over the
freeway. Eric stayed in a little hotel room complete with mini fridge, a sink,
and a random pile of change creepily awaiting him. After a far too short
night’s sleep, Eric took his rental car to the NYIT campus early the next
morning for the interview. The rental car was a great investment at $30,
especially since each cab rides cost about $70 apiece and Eric can drive a car
just as well as some mustached guy from Bangladesh (sorry if that sounds
racist—I suppose not everyone from Bangladesh has a moustache).
The interview process was similar to the one at Midwestern,
consisting of a program overview from the program director, a tour of the
campus (which was brief due to the monsoon outside), and interviews with
faculty. The difference with NYIT was that the interviews were one on one, not
with random group of applicants together who appear friendly, but secretly want
the other people to choke on their complimentary granola bars. Eric first
interviewed with Dr. Jackson, the program director, who strangely reminded him
of himself. Perhaps it was when he offered him a York peppermint patty which he
insisted Eric eat during the interview as he plopped one in his own mouth for
himself. After having written that his wife was “hard of hearing” and knew sign
language on his personal statement, Eric was horrified as Dr. Jackson tried to
ask him some simple sign language questions to start the interview. After explaining
that Heather isn’t actually Deaf, and that he knows ASL about as well as he
knows Chinese, the questioning resumed in English. After that interview, Eric
interviewed with a female faculty member, who seemed to like him and found him
at least mildly amusing. After the interview wrapped up, everyone ate tasty
pizza and this Italian dessert with a fancy name which were basically glorified
donut holes. Then it was back to the airport over the half-underwater freeway
to fly home to an anxiously awaiting Heather. Along the way, it was cool to see
exit signs for famous sporting locations like Bethpage, the Belmont, and
Flushing Meadows. Eric did manage to encounter an actual celebrity while
waiting at La Guardia for the return flight: Mr. Dennis Rodman. He was just as
horrible in real life as he appears on TV. He refused to let anyone take
pictures with him because he “don’t do dat,” but sneaky Eric still snuck a
picture anyway.
After being told that a response on acceptance would come in
about 2 months, we were thrilled to hear within 2 days that Eric had been
accepted to NYIT! It is possible to get into PA school after all! We have until
the day after Christmas to put down a $1500 deposit to reserve a spot, which we
will probably do to ensure a spot in PA school while we wait for others to get
back to us. Looks like the Morgans could end up in New York this fall.
Hopefully there’s a warm spot to pitch a tent because housing there is super
expensive. But who cares—we’re just thrilled to be in somewhere :)



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