Was working in a charity shop near glasgow uni earlier tonight and one of the medical admissions officers came in. o.0 I had to use all my will power not to run up to him like a maniac screaming; "OMG! PLEASE LET ME IN. I'M LIKE, SO GOOD - EVEN IF I SAY STUPID THINGS IN INTERVIEWS PLEASE JUST LET ME IN IT'D BE SO AMAZING. FGIUBGRBJRIUFEWIUGRGH"
It was possibly one of the most nerve wracking/scary customer experience i've ever had knowing that the person in the shop holds the key to your future. It was awful.