"What do you mean?" The examiner looked impatient, thinking that the candidate was nitpicking.
"I felt that there was something wrong with this car."
"I wanted to change my car."
"What do you think? Why do you think there's a problem? It's ridiculous. Who do you think you are?" The male examiner had a condescending attitude.
"This car had issues that could jeopardize my safety," Lorraine warned.
"We are an examination room here. This candidate, put away your imagination and leave if you're not taking the exam."
Most of these examiners got their positions through connections, so they were used to acting arrogantly and abusing their power.
Lorraine looked very ordinary, so I assumed she was a pushover.
"I was just asking for a car replacement. If you insist that there is no problem w
