Anna S:

The first person I had to sit down with. She looked at me, then looked at her form (you can see these forms on the table in front of us along with the pen that I kept losing) then looked at me again. Then she turned the form over and looked at the back. Apparently disappointed that there was no escape clause, she started to talk to me.

I was thoroughly rattled by the whole thing. On the other hand, I wasn't exactly looking my best, as you can see. You can also see the terror in my eyes if you blow this photo up.

Worse still, the pressure started to get to me, and I began to sweat profusely. My forehead streamed with perspiration, and I had to keep wiping my eyes with my sleeve so that I could see. After a while, I realised that Anna had stopped talking, and was just staring at me in horror. At least all her subsequent dates must have looked like gods by comparison.