WDWBarb
I need a vacation.
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I've had several unusual interviews (but as the interviewer).
There was the time that a young man showed up late for his interview in a rumpled white shirt with a t-shirt with a giant red logo on it underneath. He yawned excessively and acted like I was keeping him awake. I couldn't take it much more so I said, "Are you OK?" and he then explained that he was hung over because he didn't get a chance to "sleep it off" from the night before because the interview was just set too early (9 a.m.). When I asked him why he was applying for the type of position that he was interviewing for, he told me he didn't know anything about it but was told that those keywords would get him "hits" on Monster.
Yeah, interview over.
The next one was an ambitious young man who came in dressed in a nice suit and tie and his portfolio in-hand. My DD, who was about 6 at the time, was unfortunately in my office because she had gotten sick at school and I had to rush to pick her up so I didn't have to reschedule the interview (the cantidate was coming from out-of-town and I didn't want to cancel on such short notice). It was a great interview, an obvious great cantidate, but I couldn't help notice (nor could anyone) that his pressed white shirttail was hanging out of his open fly. I was so embarrassed and didn't call it to his attention (how could I??). I offered him the position, shook his hand and gave him a starting date. My DD looked at me as soon as he left my office (she had been quietly coloring in the corner) and said, "MOM! You let him walk around with his fly open!! That was mean!!" I didn't even realize that she was paying attention.
About 2 weeks later he came to my office and told me, "I can't believe I'm telling you this because I was so embarrassed when I realized it, but I was shocked that you never noticed that my fly was open the entire interview!" I just said, "I know" and his face turned bright red. I told him his resume must have been good because I hired him anyway.
He went on to do great things and my DD is now 16. It's a story they laugh about every time they see each other.
There was the time that a young man showed up late for his interview in a rumpled white shirt with a t-shirt with a giant red logo on it underneath. He yawned excessively and acted like I was keeping him awake. I couldn't take it much more so I said, "Are you OK?" and he then explained that he was hung over because he didn't get a chance to "sleep it off" from the night before because the interview was just set too early (9 a.m.). When I asked him why he was applying for the type of position that he was interviewing for, he told me he didn't know anything about it but was told that those keywords would get him "hits" on Monster.
Yeah, interview over.
The next one was an ambitious young man who came in dressed in a nice suit and tie and his portfolio in-hand. My DD, who was about 6 at the time, was unfortunately in my office because she had gotten sick at school and I had to rush to pick her up so I didn't have to reschedule the interview (the cantidate was coming from out-of-town and I didn't want to cancel on such short notice). It was a great interview, an obvious great cantidate, but I couldn't help notice (nor could anyone) that his pressed white shirttail was hanging out of his open fly. I was so embarrassed and didn't call it to his attention (how could I??). I offered him the position, shook his hand and gave him a starting date. My DD looked at me as soon as he left my office (she had been quietly coloring in the corner) and said, "MOM! You let him walk around with his fly open!! That was mean!!" I didn't even realize that she was paying attention.

About 2 weeks later he came to my office and told me, "I can't believe I'm telling you this because I was so embarrassed when I realized it, but I was shocked that you never noticed that my fly was open the entire interview!" I just said, "I know" and his face turned bright red. I told him his resume must have been good because I hired him anyway.

He went on to do great things and my DD is now 16. It's a story they laugh about every time they see each other.


and proceeded to tell him all the wonderful things about my pen.
Sat there with his elbows on his knees the whole time too. It was a painful interview to get through.