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<blockquote data-quote="Job" data-source="post: 3968525" data-attributes="member: 37196">James grips your hand for a number of long seconds while smiling and looking directly into your eyes, then finally gestures towards a wooden chair near his desk and says, &quot;I'm excited to have you aboard, Dr. Watkins!&nbsp; Please have a seat.&nbsp; We have much to do.&nbsp; Much to do.&quot;While you're making yourself comfortable, James closes the door and then stops for a moment while carefully watching you.&nbsp; He then begins, &quot;So!&nbsp; You're an emergency room physician working at Mercy Hospital and you are eager to court death, eh?&nbsp; Tell me, Dr. Watkins, what would make a big-city surgeon so eager to give up a comfortable apartment and all the trappings of civilization to journey to the most godforsaken corner of the globe?&nbsp; A bit of trouble at the hospital perhaps?&nbsp; A courtship gone bad, perhaps?&quot;When you've had time to think through and respond to that question, he begins pacing the room and follows up with: &quot;Very well, Doctor, based on your experiences so far, what makes you confident that you're up to the torture of months of marrow-freezing temperatures and wind?&nbsp; Or the weeks and weeks of being cooped up in a cramped shack with dozens of depressed scientists and barking dogs?&nbsp; How can you assure me that you are physically and mentally prepared to endure such conditions?&quot;He then stops and listens.~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~Job (the tortured one).</blockquote>

[QUOTE="Job, post: 3968525, member: 37196"] James grips your hand for a number of long seconds while smiling and looking directly into your eyes, then finally gestures towards a wooden chair near his desk and says, [COLOR=Yellow]"I'm excited to have you aboard, Dr. Watkins! Please have a seat. We have much to do. Much to do."[/COLOR] While you're making yourself comfortable, James closes the door and then stops for a moment while carefully watching you. He then begins, [COLOR=Yellow]"So! You're an emergency room physician working at Mercy Hospital and you are eager to court death, eh? Tell me, Dr. Watkins, what would make a big-city surgeon so eager to give up a comfortable apartment and all the trappings of civilization to journey to the most godforsaken corner of the globe? A bit of trouble at the hospital perhaps? A courtship gone bad, perhaps?"[/COLOR] When you've had time to think through and respond to that question, he begins pacing the room and follows up with: [COLOR=Yellow]"Very well, Doctor, based on your experiences so far, what makes you confident that you're up to the torture of months of marrow-freezing temperatures and wind? Or the weeks and weeks of being cooped up in a cramped shack with dozens of depressed scientists and barking dogs? How can you assure me that you are physically and mentally prepared to endure such conditions?"[/COLOR] He then stops and listens. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Job (the tortured one). [/QUOTE]

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