> I would love to read stories of interviewees who've decided to call it quits on the interviewers.
In 2002, I was in a tough lurch between my first company's failure and a dire job market here in Atlanta. With -$210.00 in my checking account, it was all I could do to hide my excitement when a local auto insurance company called me in to interview for a senior/lead software development position.
I was almost immediately apprehensive when I arrived. The entire office basically amounted to an open call center, it was messy, and there were tangles of 10Base2 coax running haphazardly across the floor between computers. Not a good sign.
Though I had made it clear that I was interested in web development, it turned out that the job would mostly entail RPG and VB6 (what a combination). At that point, I was already looking for the door and thinking of polite excuses.
When the interviewer handed me a generic two-page application to fill out, as if I were interviewing for a job at McDonald's, I knew it was time to leave. I handed the application form back, thanked him for getting in touch with me, wished him the best of luck finding someone else, and navigated back through their 10Base2 obstacle course as quickly as possible.
In 2002, I was in a tough lurch between my first company's failure and a dire job market here in Atlanta. With -$210.00 in my checking account, it was all I could do to hide my excitement when a local auto insurance company called me in to interview for a senior/lead software development position.
I was almost immediately apprehensive when I arrived. The entire office basically amounted to an open call center, it was messy, and there were tangles of 10Base2 coax running haphazardly across the floor between computers. Not a good sign.
Though I had made it clear that I was interested in web development, it turned out that the job would mostly entail RPG and VB6 (what a combination). At that point, I was already looking for the door and thinking of polite excuses.
When the interviewer handed me a generic two-page application to fill out, as if I were interviewing for a job at McDonald's, I knew it was time to leave. I handed the application form back, thanked him for getting in touch with me, wished him the best of luck finding someone else, and navigated back through their 10Base2 obstacle course as quickly as possible.