A few years ago I was studying abroad... ...in Egypt. I was attending a beautiful university in the capital city, having a wonderful time. One day I had a pretty important test to take, and I stayed up way too late cramming for it. I slept terribly and woke up with a crick in my neck and pain all throughout my back and shoulders. During the test I kept stretching and shifting, trying to get comfortable. The professor overseeing the test noticed and came toward me. I was afraid he might think I was trying to cheat by pretending to stretch to look around at other students' tests. Instead, when he got to me he grabbed both sides of my head and started to twist and shake my neck in all directions. I thought he was trying to kill me, but then he let go and I realized that all the pain was gone. After the test, I came up to his desk and asked in astonishment, "Hey, how did you do that??" "Well," he said, "I AM a Cairo proctor."