I had an interview once for an East-end “fashion” company. (A warehouse that made shoddy cheap reproductions of vaguely fashionable apparel that was sold in market tents around London)
The area was dodgy af. Throughout the interview the elderly owner ate biscuits that dropped crumbs all over his top while he talked and he had a lazy eye so I wasn’t quite sure where to look when talking to him.
The offered me the job and I accepted because I was a bit desperate. On the day I was due to start I emailed to say I quit. They immediately tried to offer me a more enticing role. It did not entice me.
I had an interview once for an East-end “fashion” company. (A warehouse that made shoddy cheap reproductions of vaguely fashionable apparel that was sold in market tents around London)
The area was dodgy af. Throughout the interview the elderly owner ate biscuits that dropped crumbs all over his top while he talked and he had a lazy eye so I wasn’t quite sure where to look when talking to him.
The offered me the job and I accepted because I was a bit desperate. On the day I was due to start I emailed to say I quit. They immediately tried to offer me a more enticing role. It did not entice me.