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Okay, I’m just failing to concieve of what your role in the process is, which is my fault, not yours. But clearly it’s one most people understand to be important to the University’s admission process.
Sorry, the thing is, I concieve of myself as socially inept, and I have a tendency to fail to pick up on some of the kinds of cues other people here are calling obvious (though I’m nowhere near as bad as the person described in the OP) so I have a tendency to sympathize with the idiot in situations like this. Because I myself am one. You see.
In particular, I know for a fact I am likely not to understand the administrative significance of an interview with someone like you, because I just don’t get administration and beaurocracy. I don’t know who cares about what or why, and its hard for me to concieve of myself as talking to an entity and not just to an individual. I would totally do something stupid in an interview with you (wouldn’t change my kid’s diaper because that’s just rude and weird in general regardless of the identity of the innocent bystander) because, well, I tend to be just that clueless.
Yet, for all that, you see, I am a total genius.

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I am a graduate admissions counselor. I facilitate the application process from initial interest until the day students start classes.
If you’re an international student and have no idea how the American higher education system works? You talk to me. I explain it a bazagillion times a day.
You want to get a GRE waiver? You talk to me. You can’t, but you talk to me anyway.
Want to know what should be in your personal statement? Want to know EXACTLY what is needed for your portfolio? Financial aid? Housing? Talk to me.
So, as you can imagine, a lot of people talk to me.
A lot of weirdos, a lot of socially awkward people, a lot of egotists, a lot of desperate folks. Most of the time, they are very nice. And that is the important thing. I like talking to people, it’s the best part of my job. I am kind, I am patient. I can be a great help to you.
Until you are so unaccountably dickish that it boggles the mind. Then I can offer you very little. It is at that point I become the “entity,” as you put it, and stop being an individual.
Be socially inept. But don’t be a dick.
Oh, and I don’t care what people wear! 