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.
Eating biscuits throughout the interview?! I'm horrified and I wasn't even there. Quitting before you even start probably wins the prize for shortest-lived job.
At my current job all the people I met on the first day were like "so are you coming back tomorrow?" and on the second day they said "you came back!" I was a bit concerned (but it was just a shared joke - it's a great company!).
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.
Eating biscuits throughout the interview?! I'm horrified and I wasn't even there. Quitting before you even start probably wins the prize for shortest-lived job.
At my current job all the people I met on the first day were like "so are you coming back tomorrow?" and on the second day they said "you came back!" I was a bit concerned (but it was just a shared joke - it's a great company!).