Imagine, an e-mail apologizing for having to observe me and saying it is a policy to do this to all new hirees.
Imagine, giving me a choice of times and dates. No one walking in when it is least expected. No worry about not hearing a paper drop, if a kid has a head down or every hand (left or right) is raised.
Imagine, being treated like a professional.
This is my new world. Sometimes I think I should pinch myself to make sure I am awake and not dreaming.