Cough

It was a big class room with posters all over the walls, Sailors and Marines doing all those adventurous things to encourage young boys to make a future for themselves in the services.
A big clock was ticking, It seamed ages before a small Royal Marine entered the room, He barked out be quiet, face your front, nothing strange there except we were already facing the front and you could have heard a pin drop. Every desk was provided with paper and pen. No pencils or rubbers. From that point onwards I never stopped writing, cramp came and went as quick as the various tests. Maths, English, General knowledge, Mechanical and Electrical aptitude, each test was timed which put just a bit of pressure on. Uncomfortably the Marine marched up and down constantly between the desks, he had shiny boots that he was obviously proud of, and they looked far too big for him!
Eventually he said pens down, relax We then were told to go for lunch, more money provided be back for medical and fitness check at 1300 sharp, 1300 what time is that I thought to myself.
I never had lunch I thought the money would be better used later.
Having never had a medical as such I was unsure what was expected, anyway it was eye test, height and weight check. An old doctor checked for reflexes, spine, arm and leg movement, taking great interest in any obvious old cuts or stitch marks.
The final moment of embarrassment was when I was asked to cough, this time it was a female doctor, Arousal was just not going to happen the marine was better looking.