Now is a good time to explain the story of the battle station. Back when I was a young, inexperienced 1L, first semester exams came around, and they were hard. One test, one grade, everything else you did during the year doesn't matter. So I decided to lock it down the final week and secure an isolated spot in the library to cram through each course round by round for the final battle (the exam). Of course, given my luck, after I found the perfect spot on the third floor where no one else would be, my battle station was quickly infiltrated by a random old woman reading books. That led to finding my non-Maurer battle station, the Union. Eventually, the battle station became the place I went when I had a ton of work to focus on and fight through. It's rare to have to activate the battle station this early in the semester, but shotgunning resumes to firm after firm in an attempt to secure more interviews sounds like the perfect use for any good old battle station. So here we go!
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