Do you remember the nasaly, slug-like woman from Monsters, Inc.? If you do, then you may have the chance to see her real life counter part at this location. I did.
Things go well if you comply without question, don't ask for explanations, and remember that a sense of humor would mark an employee as weak and human (so don't expect one). You will also be treated like a member of a French penal colony ( so brush up on the films, Papillon and Passage To Marsaeille).
I give this place a two because I marvel at the brazeness of having such a wide open, air conditioning-wasteful space at tax payer expense. Better yet, you get fanny whacked by the Molasky Business Park with seriously obscene parking rates. And Yes, they round up.