I got that beat. I was brought into a conference with the head of the Spanish department when I was a freshman. I was told that my Spanish was so good that I should become a Spanish major. They needed a Spanish major or two to keep their status as a separate department or something.
I was given a tour of the Casa Hispanica, and was told I would have the run of the place including a key to the front door among other perks. Further, my grades would always be A/A+ and that would put me in line to be Valedictorian of my class. Such are the machinations behind the scenes of the world of academia. I should have taken the deal.
Wow, sounds like they did everything but wine and dine ya. Nice.