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Oh, I know. I took a good long look at all the requirements and stuff, and to be honest, I think provided I keep up my workout regimen for the next couple of years between now and my graduation, I'd probably pass their tests with flying colors. I was admittedly surprised when I realized this, but I really love that not only is the military an option for me, but it has a lot of options for me, a LOT more than I ever thought possible before I looked into it. My triple major pays of! :P

And I just mean that being hard to surprise isn't something you can put on a resume, but it is something a lot of people wish they could (or wish their potential employees could). Apparently my generation is the Drama Generation, so my level-headedness and unflappability, if they were marketable skills, could Get Me Places. At least according to the "hire-ers" I know. :)

A word of caution, much along the same lines as visp gave me below: be very careful about how much confidence you have in your unflappability.

It's great to have self confidence and assurance in your limits, but being overly assured, or assured without having had that tested, is bound to come back and bite you. It's one thing to be unflappable in the face of having a fight with your best friend, and entirely another when you're watching someone near you get hurt, and you have to do something about it.

Recruiters know it. They're extraordinary judges of character, at least the handful I've known, and they can read people very well. Some of them will ask you how resilient you are, others will just read it off of you.

So keep your positive attitude about what you can do, and those other more intangible qualities like unflappability, but be aware of your limitations, too.

(A side note about the physical stuff-- it depends very heavily on the branch you're looking into, and whether you're going officer or enlisted. Officers in general have a higher bar set for physical fitness for recruitment. And even the official standards set out tend to be way lower than the informal community-set standards. When I was applying for a commission in one of the branches, you had to near max out the physical portion to even get considered, somewhere around a 270 out of a 300.)

Otherwise, good luck! It sounds like you have a lot to offer, and I hope you do get some headway in this economy.

I didn't intend to come across as arrogant or over-estimating myself, and I don't think I'm robo-levels of level-headedness (I'm not James Bond or Agent Coulson just yet). A lot of it is purely comparative: compared to the vast majority of people I've interacted with - or compared to the vast majority of people that other people, ones who've come to the same conclusion about me, have interacted with - I'm very difficult to upset or surprise. This actually includes a few of my vet and military friends, who were the ones to first suggest that I look into the military. And as I mentioned, it was a job recruiter who once joked that I could get a lot farther in life if I were able to legitimately put "like a rock" on my resume. (I think one of my neighbors may have thought I was a bit of a sociopath when I didn't seem to emotionally react to some strange guy with a bullet falling into my living room). That said, I'll be sure to try and keep the arrogance in check. I fully expect that there are a lot of people much better at this sort of thing than I am. In my comments I mostly just meant to imply that I can empathize with identifying with James Bond without trying to claim you are a superspy assassin. :)

Haha, nah it's cool, I hear you. Just a head's up, is all. One recruiter had this almost preternatural ability to perceive stress, which he called attention to and asked me about until he seemed satisfied with my answers.

I think what I was trying to say was that you have to be able to distinguish being able to handle everyday, crappy kind of stress from "ho shit I'm gonna die" kind of stress, and it's hard to know how you're going to handle it if you've never had the opportunity to be exposed to it before.

For example, I get easily stressed by everyday things, which is a limitation. But when bad shit goes down, I can function just fine, and do what needs to be done regardless of the danger, and I don't fall apart afterwards, which is a really good quality to have. But, I've only gained it through experience.

Although... guy with a bullet falling into your living room?

Uh, yeah, one of my old neighborhoods wasn't the best, and that was meant to be "bullet wound", not bullet. One day my dad screamed at me to come downstairs, where I see some guy who was shot bleeding out in our living room. He was shot nearby, broke into the apartment building in a panic, but he'd broken into an apartment that was empty at the time, so he ran out and started banging on doors to get help. My dad was the first one to answer.

I came downstairs to see my dad calling 911 while the guy was flat out on our living room floor, bleeding out. I just grabbed a bunch of towels and water and stuff and kept him stable, with the help of a neighbor, until the paramedics arrived. Possibly the most random night of my life (and that was before the power outage that happened the same night - it may have been connected to this). Afterwards, some paramedic (or police officer - given the number of uniforms running around, I wasn't sure) checked me to see if I was in shock because I seemed "too calm", but I turned out to be completely fine. She seemed impressed. The neighbor standing near by seemed creeped out.

Oh, it's marketable, you just have to prove it in-context, as opposed to putting on the resume right after graduation.

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