“Torpor: a state of motor and mental inactivity with a partial suspension of sensibility,” says Google. That was one of the words on my exam. I didn’t know what it meant. Much less that I was in one. I think I did better on the written part this time. Last time I got a 4 (out of 6), but it was the 37th percentile. I’ll find out in two weeks. On the verbal/analytical, I got a 550/640, a step down from last time’s 610/660 (83rd/63rd).
On the door of the Prometric testing center, there’s an alert: two high-pitched beeps, so close together they almost sound like one—like they’re in a hurry, almost a surprise attack. It’s the exact sound the trip-mines make in Jedi Knight, when you unwittingly step into the laser beam. I thought I was going to explode. But I walked away without a scratch.
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