Throwback to my first week in med school… when seniors politely invited us for an “interactive session” 
They told me to enter the dissection hall, stand next to a full human skeleton, and conduct a formal interview with it… 
“What’s your name?”
“How do you feel about being so exposed?”
“Tell us one bone you’d give to get out of this interview.”
The seniors sat in the corner, nodding seriously like HR panelists 
I ended the interview with:
“Thank you for your bone-est cooperation.”
They clapped. I died. (Inside.) 
Med school is wild 