Everybody likes me. I'm a jock, who wouldn't like me? And when I get an interview with a bigwig star out in DC, I know I'm fated for greatness. Bespoke suits. Luxury cars. Everything I could ever have wanted. God, even the firms on the East Coast couldn't keep their hands off my resume.
I put on my best apparel, excited for my big day. I'm going to be a lawyer one day!
But when I get to the office, the boss of the company asks me to get on my knees. Something's totally wrong. Why . . . why am I being asked to open my mouth?