January 6, 2014
8:13am
8:13am
Feeling Star-Treky
Today is the last day that I am supposed to be contacted by Mars One's Chief Medical Officer. The acceptance letter stated that when contact was established my immediate response would be required. I have been WAITING for this email so that I may respond IMMEDIATELY lest they think I've changed my mind about wanting to go to Mars. At least, I am assuming it is an email....I can't imagine Mars One calling 1,057 people when they can simply email 1,057 people. Just to be sure, though, I have picked up every phone call in the last 5 days regardless of the caller ID. I have found a way to make any of the caller ID's be a possible call from Mars One.
"Research Cen-" hmmm. Maybe Mars One is conducting research to see how many applicants pick up the phone. Maybe it is a test. (They weren't and it wasn't)
"Tuscon, AZ" hmmm. Maybe Mars One has a headquarters in Arizona and they are calling the American candidates from there. (They don't and they weren't)
"Safeway" hmmm. Maybe Mars One doesn't know that Safeway is an American Grocery Chain, and they have decided to put the department of medical care under the title "Safe Way". (Who knows and they didn't)
"73R7v46h839wP05u4H764" hmmm. Maybe Mars One has scrambled their phone line for international security and it is my job as a Mars One applicant to know this. (They hadn't and it wasn't)
"Unknown Caller" hmmm. I am tired of answering the phone. But what if this is it? Then they'll leave a message. But what if they don't? Arg!
(Guess what? It wasn't them.)
So, here I sit. Blogging on my MacBook, with my iPad perched on the window sill email open, refreshing it the exact amount of times to appear responsible and dedicated, but not appear like a OCD inflicted psycho.
I hope.
"Research Cen-" hmmm. Maybe Mars One is conducting research to see how many applicants pick up the phone. Maybe it is a test. (They weren't and it wasn't)
"Tuscon, AZ" hmmm. Maybe Mars One has a headquarters in Arizona and they are calling the American candidates from there. (They don't and they weren't)
"Safeway" hmmm. Maybe Mars One doesn't know that Safeway is an American Grocery Chain, and they have decided to put the department of medical care under the title "Safe Way". (Who knows and they didn't)
"73R7v46h839wP05u4H764" hmmm. Maybe Mars One has scrambled their phone line for international security and it is my job as a Mars One applicant to know this. (They hadn't and it wasn't)
"Unknown Caller" hmmm. I am tired of answering the phone. But what if this is it? Then they'll leave a message. But what if they don't? Arg!
(Guess what? It wasn't them.)
So, here I sit. Blogging on my MacBook, with my iPad perched on the window sill email open, refreshing it the exact amount of times to appear responsible and dedicated, but not appear like a OCD inflicted psycho.
I hope.
11:37am
Woo-hoo! Contact established! And it didn't come from The Safeway down the street. It was an email.
I was a bit concerned I might receive a "We are sorry, we're not sure how you made it onto the Stage 2 list--you're out." type of email. But-nope-I'm still in the running.
I shaded out the center part of the letter because there is a confidentiality statement at the bottom. I don't see that what they are asking us is all that confidential, and I am probably overreacting, but I have never wanted to NOT kicked out of something as badly as I don't want to get kicked out of Marts One..
I was a bit concerned I might receive a "We are sorry, we're not sure how you made it onto the Stage 2 list--you're out." type of email. But-nope-I'm still in the running.
I shaded out the center part of the letter because there is a confidentiality statement at the bottom. I don't see that what they are asking us is all that confidential, and I am probably overreacting, but I have never wanted to NOT kicked out of something as badly as I don't want to get kicked out of Marts One..
