Job Interview Disasters
The boss showed me the shop floor, complete with loose floor tiles, out-of-date equipment and prospective colleagues eyeing me like a raw steak. "Christ, what a craphole", I said. I think that's the moment I blew it. Tell us how you didn't get the job.
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( , Thu 21 Nov 2013, 13:06)
The boss showed me the shop floor, complete with loose floor tiles, out-of-date equipment and prospective colleagues eyeing me like a raw steak. "Christ, what a craphole", I said. I think that's the moment I blew it. Tell us how you didn't get the job.
Suggested by Field Marshall Dozington-Smythe (Ret.)
( , Thu 21 Nov 2013, 13:06)
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No flies on me
Several years ago, as a raw young teacher I was pushed to the edge of a nervous breakdown by a particularly unpleasant class of 'behaviourally challenged' kids so in an effort to escape I applied for a job in a nice little school where all the kids were in wheelchairs. Someone told me that my chances of getting the job would be improved by visiting the school beforehand and making a good impression on the headteacher.
I made an appointment but unfortunately on the appointed day I woke up late and looked like being late so I made a hurried grab for the only suit I possessed - my old wedding suit. In the years since the wedding styles had really changed and I realised that I was sporting ultra-wide flares (much too short) and jacket lapels as wide as an ironing board. AND I couldn't find any clean underpants so in my haste decided to do without them.
On arrival at the school I spent half an hour with a very unimpressed-looking headteacher and then trapesed round the school visiting every classroom to meet the other staff, all of whom were female - except the very last one who was male and told me nervously that my flies were undone, revealing a flourishing clump of pubes and a little flash of pink coming from my wedding tackle. I didn't get the job.
( , Sat 23 Nov 2013, 11:50, 9 replies)
Several years ago, as a raw young teacher I was pushed to the edge of a nervous breakdown by a particularly unpleasant class of 'behaviourally challenged' kids so in an effort to escape I applied for a job in a nice little school where all the kids were in wheelchairs. Someone told me that my chances of getting the job would be improved by visiting the school beforehand and making a good impression on the headteacher.
I made an appointment but unfortunately on the appointed day I woke up late and looked like being late so I made a hurried grab for the only suit I possessed - my old wedding suit. In the years since the wedding styles had really changed and I realised that I was sporting ultra-wide flares (much too short) and jacket lapels as wide as an ironing board. AND I couldn't find any clean underpants so in my haste decided to do without them.
On arrival at the school I spent half an hour with a very unimpressed-looking headteacher and then trapesed round the school visiting every classroom to meet the other staff, all of whom were female - except the very last one who was male and told me nervously that my flies were undone, revealing a flourishing clump of pubes and a little flash of pink coming from my wedding tackle. I didn't get the job.
( , Sat 23 Nov 2013, 11:50, 9 replies)
So you got your cock out in front of a load of disabled kids?
Fliddy fiddling?
( , Sat 23 Nov 2013, 15:23, closed)
Fliddy fiddling?
( , Sat 23 Nov 2013, 15:23, closed)
This gets a click from me.
Although from what I remember of teacher's garb, that suit was entirely appropriate if missing some stitched on elbow patches.
( , Sat 23 Nov 2013, 15:31, closed)
Although from what I remember of teacher's garb, that suit was entirely appropriate if missing some stitched on elbow patches.
( , Sat 23 Nov 2013, 15:31, closed)
Nice story
but it kind of fell apart about finding underpants. When did clean become an issue for you?
( , Sun 24 Nov 2013, 13:46, closed)
but it kind of fell apart about finding underpants. When did clean become an issue for you?
( , Sun 24 Nov 2013, 13:46, closed)
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