Job Interviews
If it's not the "where do you see yourself in five years time" question, it's the trick questions they throw at you to make them feel superior. Tell us about your worst job interview and the most unsuited candidates you've seen. BTW: Please don't use the question board to send messages to each other. It makes the whole thing unreadable for everyone else.
( , Thu 20 Jan 2005, 9:51)
If it's not the "where do you see yourself in five years time" question, it's the trick questions they throw at you to make them feel superior. Tell us about your worst job interview and the most unsuited candidates you've seen. BTW: Please don't use the question board to send messages to each other. It makes the whole thing unreadable for everyone else.
( , Thu 20 Jan 2005, 9:51)
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shitty interview
my very first job interview was a very lowly position in an advertising agency.
intimidated by the long leggedy blondes, the chrome and steel, I found myself caught short whilst waiting so asked for directions to the thunderbox.
having dropped my groceries I proceeded to wipe my arse. Catching the long tail of my white shirt between arse and paper.
faced with the prospect of being interviewed by said long leggedy blondes stinking of shit, I was forced to wash my shirt tail down the pan as best I could, and do the interview sitting in a monstrous damp patch.
after the interview I retreated from the room backwards and fled.
I never got the job. Bastards.
( , Mon 24 Jan 2005, 14:15, Reply)
my very first job interview was a very lowly position in an advertising agency.
intimidated by the long leggedy blondes, the chrome and steel, I found myself caught short whilst waiting so asked for directions to the thunderbox.
having dropped my groceries I proceeded to wipe my arse. Catching the long tail of my white shirt between arse and paper.
faced with the prospect of being interviewed by said long leggedy blondes stinking of shit, I was forced to wash my shirt tail down the pan as best I could, and do the interview sitting in a monstrous damp patch.
after the interview I retreated from the room backwards and fled.
I never got the job. Bastards.
( , Mon 24 Jan 2005, 14:15, Reply)
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