"Whatever you do, don't let the pressure of the qualifications stress you out. I know you are tied up in knots. Calm down. Sir? CALM DOWN! Breathe! BREATHE! YOU GOTTA BE STRESS FREE OR YOU GONNA FAIL! FAILURE!"
Seriously. I was pretty calm already. I kinda felt like that whole schpiel was to purposely make me stressed. Didn't work. I was calm already. And it didn't make me lose my cool.
I figured they'd clue into that when I danced like a blithering fool to their Cure soundtrack they played at top volume as I approached the firing line.
They shoulda played some DMX:
Y'all gon make me lose my cool.
(and when were banks EVER open at night?)
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