An interview run amuck. — A story in 100 words.
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I wasn’t sure about the job, but it was my New Year’s resolution to work on my follow through. I took the meeting.
The flag was seeing “Lazlo” had his Zoom background as a circus.
I hate circuses.
A lot.
The gloves were off.
After the niceties, “Lazlo” said: “So tell me about yourself.”
“I like to wear women’s underwear.”
He had not expected that.
“Uh, I met professionally.”
“Oh, I wear women’s underwear at work too.”
“Lazlo” was visibly frustrated.
“Okay. Where do you see yourself in five years?”
“Still wearing women’s underwear — thongs.”
I didn’t get the job.