You’re so young, so hopeful, so clean. Your eyes are bright, your voices are strong. You think you know that you can do this. You think you know that you can make this work. You think you can make this your job. You think you can do it for love. You seem to think if you work hard enough that you will be rewarded. You seem to think that all your labors will bear fruit. And for now it seems to be working. They like you. They really, really like you. You’re so young, so hopeful, so clean. Your beards are full, your handshakes so strong. You’ve got a job and it’s the one you want. This is your shot; I hope you don’t fuck up.