A government agency recruited me and the last guy I was supposed to meet made me wait for like two hours outside his office. This guy was a government appointee. Former military. Just drawing a paycheck. So I'm waiting for two hours and I'm having nicotine withdrawal like crazy. He finally shows up to interview me with his lunch in hand. He asks me all of those retarded questions while sipping his soup. Annoying, smug asshole. And nicotine is calling me, like crack. I'm going nuts. He finally asks that perfunctory question "So what makes you think you'd be a good fit here?"
I replied, "Hey, pal. You guys recruited ME."
Needless to say, I didn't get that job.
jeezass, that story pissed me off, didn't you just wanna jam that soup in his face & choke him with his tie? fuck I hate our bloated bullshit gubmint
i hated interviewing and I hated being the interviewer. my favorite question was "how would you write a nice, sympathetic letter to a contractor who lost a contract? I informed the 2 touchy feely womens, that I didn't write nice sympathetic letters, that I write business letters. I didn't get the job. one of them interviewed for me years later.
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