We were interviewing a candidate for our position. I asked him a softball question about his research. He did ok with it, but then began to weep. One of our colleagues was trying to quiet a small child; that could have distracted the candidate. Now we were trying to reassure him so he could go on...
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I dreamed my parents were trapped inside the Palace of the Legion of Honor in SF, and I was trying to get them out!
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