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    What Not to Do at an Interview: Or, Why I Might Be Doing Better than Rory Gilmore

    Those of you who owned a television during the early 2000s and were old enough to watch adult-ish programming have probably heard of a show called Gilmore Girls. Since I spent more time between the covers of a book as a child than pressing any button attached to an electronic device, I myself didn’t come across it until I finally caved and got a Netflix in college. I gorged on the series last summer, wondering how I could possibly have missed this gem – a cheery, aesthetically pleasing, acerbically written dramedy where problems mainly consist of misplaced commasin The Yale Daily News or a casual boat abduction (for which Rory gets off easy, not that we expect any less).    One of my favorite parts of…