Oct 2012: rough looking dude walking up and down aisles noisily during the test, being a general nuisance. Told me to take my sweater off (in a fairly cold room) for no reason. had a cell phone on him that starting ringing during a section. At one point he was about a foot away from my head directly behind me (I swear I could smell his breath) staring at my shit.
Dec 2012: proctors are generally very old, shady looking women. One of them sits behind me (about 6 feet away) and during an an ENTIRE section I hear her crackling what sounds like a plastic candy wrapper in her hands.
I look back and she's got the crazy eye:

*shudder*