A-twitter

[jethrien]

So my office is all a-twitter. We just had a job candidate (not for my job, a different position) walk out after an interview, leaving his interviewers unable to stop giggling. To start off, this is was a guy in his 40s or 50s with the Worst. Combover. Ever. He'd dyed the combover black (a horrible black not found in nature), but not the sides. So it was like a dull, plastic furry animal was trying to gnaw off his skull. Apparently his shirt was completely soaked through with sweat. (Umm...it's the last day of November. It's not hot out there!) The sweat ran down his arms onto their hands when they shook hands with him. He had a ten page resume. Apparently he spent the entire interview not answering questions. Instead, he insisted on showing them charts and stuff from an accordian folder he'd brought. This isn't a graphic designer - this is supposed to be a QA guy. Who wants to see the random printout from his last job, honestly? He also smelled funny and made weird faces, and made strange clicky sounds to himself as he hunted through the folder.

Anyway, they were thoroughly traumatized, and fed him some line to get him out of the office. I think if it had gone any longer, they would have tried gnawing off their own limbs to escape.

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[ivy03.livejournal.com]

Heh. Awkward people are funny.