He gave me the script, the likely questions they were going to ask, and a few little nuggets of knowledge that were worth dropping just to showcase my intellectual chops.
I wasn’t even close to the broad sweep of A-stars needed to enter the hallowed halls of University College London, let alone train to be a doctor in one of the most prestigious teaching hospitals on the planet.īut I got in. Out of the predicted grades I needed for university entrance, I was looking at a B in French, maybe a C in History and a definite A in Drama. I once faked my way into a Russell Group university. This book or any portion thereof may not be reproduced or used in any manner whatsoever without the express written permission of the publisher except for the use of brief quotations in a book review.Ĭover photography licensed by Shutterstock.
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