“It’s just routine,” I tell Werner. “You know—criminal record, identity history . .
What job is he applying for that requires him to get his fingerprints taken..
“It’s just routine,” I tell Werner. “You know—criminal record, identity history . .
What job is he applying for that requires him to get his fingerprints taken..
She accepts my paperwork and bids me sit down.
What kind of paperwork? Why does he need his fingerprints taken?
“It’s anything that’s admirable,” he says. “Anything that would make people think better of you.”
Wouldn't people who are aware of the "Light Secrets" maybe do things out of the knowledge of being watched? Performatively.
uberrima fides
Legal doctrine- insurance contracts otherwise just "utmost good faith"
The problem is my very poor memory, which is worsened by stress, which I have recently felt under a lot of. I’m dating again—dating, as in eating meals with and being interrogated by women I don’t know—and at the same time I’m going through a job-application process that involves a background check, which itself involves giving my fingerprints and listing every address I’ve ever had and, most strange and sinister of all, stating every name and alias I’ve ever used.
Is he afraid of being exposed? Does he have something to hide?