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The boss showed me the shop floor, complete with loose floor tiles, out-of-date equipment and prospective colleagues eyeing me like a raw steak. "Christ, what a craphole", I said. I think that's the moment I blew it. Tell us how you didn't get the job.

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(, Thu 21 Nov 2013, 13:06)
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Why do they bother?
On page 3 Harem-Member mentions her interview in which she was asked about her time on the sex chat lines. This reminded me of a job interview I had for 'Menzies' newsagents in my late 20's.
I'd not long finished a diploma course in Institutional Management as a mature student, and saw a vacancy in the Manchester Evening News for jobs as a Newsagent Manager.
I didn't know much about paper shops but did know about team management as I'd had a job as under manager at a couple of hotels, basically running the place when the manager went home, so I applied for the job and got an interview somewhere near London (about 200 miles from the area the job was in.)
My C.V. was (mainly) true, a little exaggeration as to my role in a couple of jobs, but my hobbies of reading, cinema, naturism, theatre were honest enough.
So six in the morning, I'm on the train to London. I'd borrowed the rail fare from my bank on the evidence of the company writing "we will refund your travelling expenses" on the letter asking me for interview.
Got to their offices about 9:45 for a 10am interview, dressed in a similar style to others arriving and leaving, and shortly after 10 get called into an office.
First thing I see on the floor is one of those plastic cups you practice putting golf balls into, with about half a dozen balls around it. My inner voice immediatly tells me its going to be a strange day.
One man interviewing, shake hands, sit down, basic blurb of companies foundation and current standing, etc.
"So why do you like taking your clothes off?"
I answer as honestly as I can, it's relaxing, swimming naked makes far more sense than putting trunks on, the human body is wonderful and nothing to be ashamed of, and so on.
We then discuss H&E, the only naturist magazine available for people to buy off the shelf in Britain, and he asks what I think of it. I start to tell him I think its a shame it has so many models in it when he interrupts and suggests we try putting some balls as we chat.
I basically go off on one of my favourite diatribes about people looking at magazines like H&E, seeing only the same sort of people you get modelling clothes in fashion catalogues and being put off when nudists came in all shapes and sizes, whilst hitting golf balls around his office.
I don't to this day know what I did or said wrong, but he suddenly decided enough was enough, and said "Thank you for coming, we'll send you a cheque for expenses." He did answer the several questions I asked him about the job, you remember, the reason I was there), but that was it really.
The cheque did eventually arrive, btw, after 6 months of ringing to chase it up.
(, Wed 27 Nov 2013, 13:33, 2 replies)
What's the opposite of POIDH?

(, Wed 27 Nov 2013, 13:41, closed)
POIDH

(, Wed 27 Nov 2013, 13:50, closed)

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