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In 2003, Majid Hajee moved his family from Iran to a small town in Washington State.

He was desperate to find a job in order

to support his family in their new country. As he walked throughout town with his son one day,

his son noticed a poster advertising a job for a bus driver. His son said, Dad, you're a good driver.

You could do that. Majid felt insecure because his English was so limited, but his son encouraged him to

apply anyway, and Majid took the leap and went to the interview accompanied by his son. The interviewer

said if he went to the month-long training every day and passed all the written exams,

as well as the actual driving test, he would be considered for the job. Mijed was under a lot of pressure and anxiety,

and he and his family were running out of money quickly. He had to get this job. He managed to pass

all the written exams, but the real challenge was still ahead of him passing the driving exam.

On the day of the driving test, Majid's stomach was in knots, but that intensified

dramatically as the guy responsible for testing Majid and the other applicants roared up on a loud,

chromed out Harley Davidson, wearing a tasseled leather jacket, tattoos from his face, down his

neck to his fingertips, and a chain from his belt to his wallet,

every stereotypical Hell's angel biker Majid knew from Hollywood movies was now standing before him.

His heart sank as the towering figure, who would determine his fate, got off his bike,

and approached the group.

When Majid took his seat behind the wheel, he was so intimidated that all

the blood rushed from his body into his head, and he was visibly shaking. He felt doomed

before he even started. The examiner said to Majid, look at me, sitting a foot or two away from

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