Trying to psyche myself up even before the hour and a half drive to make sure I properly respond to the overly aggressive assholes at this fingerprinting place.  Correcting anyone who calls me sweetheart and standing up to treatment I think is rude is the name of the game today. After all, there’s nothing on the line but a job I don’t want.

I feel weirdly Ariel giving her voice to Ursula about putting my fingerprints on file, and I don’t even get amazing legs out of the deal.