You go and sit down in the chairs. After about 10 minutes of waiting messing around on your phone it occurs to you, she never typed in, or wrote down, any of that information. And she has no workstation on front of her. How in the hell did she get that info about my height and weight? Da FUCK!
"The HR Representative will be here in 2 minute 16 seconds. Please go with them and have a pleasant stay at CYOC." The receptionist drones out. Breaking your train of though and preventing full-on panic. "Ah-ah, OK." Yo manage to get out.
Exactly 2 minutes 16 seconds (you kept time as a distraction) later the security door opens and the HR rep walks out. They are: