[ SECRET POST #2242 ]

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⌈ Secret Post #2242 ⌋

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Comments

Re: OP

[nyxelestia]

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. :)

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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?

Re: OP

[nyxelestia]

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.