
Muns asks - Did you blag your way through a job interview, only to be caught out? Is your photography portfolio full of other peoples work? Did your potential employers google your name, before offering you a lucrative contract and discover something from your past you would rather forget? How did you fail to get the job?
( , Thu 11 Jun 2015, 12:00)
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A contract job in the UK turned pear-shaped for me due to a throw-away remark. I was hauled before an HR board to discuss my "racist comments" to a co-worker.
It started when one of the computer admins left and his job was posted on the internal website.
"Windows Admin role?" chirruped a girl who worked near me. "Look at the salary!! That's 4 times what I get paid. I'm going to apply."
I looked at her said:
"A Windows admin role needs a really high degree of technical knowledge - and you have the technical abilities of a chocolate biscuit. You can't even use Outlook"
She laughed - and then went to HR to charge me with racism. She was English/Indian and was about as dark as I get when I stand in front of a light bulb for an hour.
The HR interview was fun. (Aside: Why are almost all HR Harpies female?) Apparently, my crime was the use of the word "chocolate" when I described her technical skills.
"Why did you use that word?" snarls Harpy1 "Was it a reference to her Indian heritage"
"Not at all" I replied. "At the time I was eating my lunch and had chocolate digestive in my hand. I just used it to illustrate a point. The point being that my biscuit had more technical acumen than her"
Anyways. This shit went on for a couple of hours. HR wanting to fire me. My boss and his boss telling them there were being ridiculous and I was needed to finish the project I was on. Then, all was adjourned until the next day so HR could poll the people who who worked with me to see if I was a KKK member.
Late the next day I was told that all complaints were dropped.
Designated Driver - nicknamed Desi, was cap-wearing, pork-dodging, full-bearded member of our Muslim community. I'd just recommended him for promotion.
One of the girls from the support center went mental. She was one of my leper-colony, smoking mates. Indian, very dark skin and a thick accent. I'd had her and her husband over for dinner a few times.
Moral of the story is, if you have to describe someones ability and refer to a biscuit - don't use the word chocolate.
Cheers
TLDR - some bint tried to get me sacked by calling her technical ability as on par with a chocolate biscuit.
( , Wed 17 Jun 2015, 11:48, 14 replies)

She had the last laugh.
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