The Interview

No, this post isn't about the silly Seth Rogan movie about taking out the leader of North Korea.  It's about interviewing for a job.  I've been doing interviews for an industry that actually pays more than slave wages with chances of advancement AND full benefits (yes, full benefits like health insurance for you and your dependents at no additional cost and a *real* pension you can actually retire on)  -- which is unheard of in this day and age.  Here's a bit of what I experienced in a single afternoon:

Applicant #1:  The bank robbery felon who swore that he was trying to turn his life around.  Really?  Then why did he receive community service for disobeying the carpool rules knowingly doing something he was not supposed to as his wife told him not do do it when I asked about his driving record.  When asked about his being a convicted felon, he bragged on how we could contact his parole officer for a glowing recommendation.  Great.  I asked for the name and phone number of the parole officer calling his bluff.  Uhhhhhhhh... don't hav 'dat on meh, man.

Applicant #2:  A 37 year old man was there because his dad told him to be.  Had no idea what he was applying for.  Had a fine arts degree from a prestigious university.  When asked how his degree applied to what he was currently applying for he said, "I played with Lincoln Logs when I was younger." 

Applicant #3:  A healing arts doctor from Berkeley who had a masters degree specializing in Chinese medicine.  Why was she applying for the our program?  Apparently, acupuncture is a cut-throat business.  No pun intended.  Wages and working conditions mirror Nazi labor camps with many trying to create their clientele and niche.  These so-called perpetrators of one-world-one-love are, in reality, full of shit and stealing colleagues' clients wherever they can.

Applicant #4:  A 42 year-old man who finally figured out that working for the "family" business was not going to pan out as his older brother was now the major shareholder of the company and sick of his juvenile ways.  He had a good run of wine, women, and song on the family dime.  It worked well for a long time......until he knocked a woman up.  Good luck.  Now this guy is a new father panicking as to how he's going to support his new baby and wife-by-pregnancy-entrapment. 

Welcome to adulthood, y'all.  Sorry if I did not give you a good score.