On induction day you are told you are the best. Problem is many believe it.
We certainly weren't. All I remember being told is that it would be unacceptable to be caught rollerblading in a tank top through the foyers of any of the nice hotels we stayed at. (You think I'm making this up, but I'm not.)
Given that we were a roomful of crusty, unfit and distinctly unattractive 30- to 40-year olds, I don't think the gentleman concerned had much to be worried about, to be honest.