Un-freaking believable

Well folks, the Senior Recruiter has had a tough day. The kind of day that makes you want to stare solemnly into your cocktail and question the intelligence of your fellow man.

I interviewed a high level technology professional today; an encounter that left me speechless.

He showed up right on time and looked the part. After introducing ourselves, he followed me into the elevator to descend two floors to our secondary conference room.

At that point, he opened his mouth and it was all over in just six seconds. You see, He referred his boss with the ultra-pleasant term "Chink". As if that wasn't enough, He followed that incredibly bright comment with "She works me like a Hebrew slave, I hate her"

Well isn't that just special. We didn't even get to the conference room before I decided that you were a complete idiot. I almost expected, as an encore, you'd don a crisp set of white robes and hood. Or perhaps you'd wear black face and do a little dance? Meh.

As for the rest of the interview, I learned that you had been working at a convenience store full time for a bit, yet your resume listed no time period where you could fit that in. Liar.

How could I possibly trust anything else on your resume?

You discussed, at length, some hideous domestic problem that I probably wouldn't even talk about with a close friend.

Thank you so much for your candor, sir. Don't call us, we won't call you.