You walked into your interview with me and immediately began to complain about everything in your life.
When I asked what brought you to Wisconsin, your response was "My dad was sick, and I needed to be closer". Now, most people would stop there. You didn't. Instead, you launched into a tirade about your fathers illness and how you just can't wait until he dies so you, in all your selfishness, could move back to your home state.
She complained that it had been two years now, and that, she wanted to move on with her life.
Um..yeah. Move on baby; right through my office door!
As if this wasn't bad enough, she wore blue eyeliner! BLUE!
A couple days later, she followed up with an actual thank you note. Nice gesture, but I'd already decided not to hire you within the first two minutes of your interview.
Sorry. Don't talk to me about your desire for sick relatives to die. I don't care, and it's none of my business.
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