My day was like a medieval torture machine, forgotten, and me in the room waiting all day for someone to come in and turn the screws, but no-one did. Or, to put it another way, I had a job interview of the utmost blandness. It was such a non-event it made realize I'm not sure whether I'll be happier with a rejection or acceptance.
I know who Testubo was.... He wasBatman.
I thought I was batman.
No wait, that was just a dream I'd had.