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Talk about the job you're glad you didn't get/take

Stuxnet

Diamond Member
(Inspired by the Hardest interview question you've ever been hit with thread)

I was interviewing for an auto manufacturer (rhymes with Honda) back when I was a Network Administrator/Cable Jockey (1999). I submitted my resume through Monster.com and received a phone call about 2 months later. I had practically forgotten I submitted my resume in the first place. The HR lady and I talked for a little bit while I detailed my experience, why I was leaving my current job, etc. Then she said they'd like to schedule the interview for 6:30am. Yes, 6:30am. Being the eager, accommodating individual that I am (was), I cheerfully obliged. Even though they were 45 minutes in the opposite direction of my job, I didn't like making waves.

I took half the day off and showed up on time and ready to interview for the position of Network Administrator. NETWORK ADMINISTRATOR.

Write that down.

First I interview with the HR rep from the phone call. She's nice, it goes well, and we click (no secksing, sorry). Then she leaves and after waiting for about 30 minutes, she comes back with two or three (don't remember exactly) fat, crusty, life-hating bastards who stroll in and sit at the opposite end of the table from me (about 10 feet away). So I'm at one end, they're at the other. Ms. HR is sitting in a corner as if to take the meeting's minutes.

Let the inquisition begin.

I go over my resume, touching on key points of experience when appropriate, etc. Absolutely unimpressed and making no effort to hide it, they start asking me about programming.

Huh? Me no code. Me plug stuff in.

I'm getting questions about C, C++, Visual Basic, you name it. It was obvious I had no idea what they were talking about, and I must have told them 50 times that I had absolutely ZERO programming experience.

They seemed to take delight in just beating me up with all these questions they knew I couldn't answer.

Finally, I ran out of patience and the will to be polite and cordial (seeing as how they walked into the room without these qualities).

"Guys, I'm not a programmer. I have never written a line of code. Ever. It sounds to me like you're looking for a software developer, but my experience is with maintaining networks and resources."

The crusty fsck in the middle shoots back with something along the lines of, "Well we need both."

He was so smug and ASSHOLE about it. I sat there for a few seconds, looked down at my notes, glanced at them real quick, and then stood up and said "well... thank you for absolutely wasting ALL OF OUR TIME. Take care."

And I walked out.

As I'm leaving, the lady from HR is apologizing profusely. She was obviously embarrassed by their behavior. We left on a fine note, but those guys were absolute cocksuckers. They knew 5 seconds into the interview - BEFORE the interview had they bothered to read my resume - that I wasn't the guy they were looking for. If they had any brains, they knew the guy they were looking for probably didn't even exist... at least not for the salary they were willing to pay (official position title was Jr. Network Administrator, salary was $35,000/year).

Cliffs
- A bunch of jackasses wasted a sh1t ton of my time.
 
$35k for a network admin who also pulls code duty? Maybe if they throw in a new car every year.
 
Job offer I accepted for netgrocer.com in nyc. I was contracting for a fortune 20 company and ended up getting offered a permanent position with said fortune 20 company when I gave my notice. That was almost 10 years ago, and I'm still there. Lets just say the headhunter that got me the interview/job wasn't a happy camper when I called him up and told him I couldn't take the job afterall. Best move....ever
 
Personally, I would've sat on my ass and ignored most networking things while coding. I love coding and don't mind doing network support. But that doesn't pay nearly as much as I make now :x.

I haven't had too many job interviews (relatively recent college graduate) to choose an odd one from. I guess my worst was just really awkward, because it was at the college I graduated from and I worked in the IT department as a technician, but I was applying to be a Datatel programmer (I worked at Datatel in Virginia as an intern, so I had the experience already). It wasn't a bad interview, but it felt awkward to sit down in such a formal setting with a bunch of people that I was previously somewhat informal with for so long.
 
I'm glad I turned down the contractor job in IRAQ. This was a few years ago when the violence wasn't so bad. I was seriously considering it because I needed a job but they wouldn't let me bring a gun.
 
Originally posted by: Aikouka
Personally, I would've sat on my ass and ignored most networking things while coding. I love coding and don't mind doing network support. But that doesn't pay nearly as much as I make now :x.

Yep! The irony of it all is that I'm now a software developer (architect, to be specific) and I make ... let's say more than $35k 😉 . Had I been offered that job and taken it, I wouldn't be where I am now. That interview actually marks the start of a chain of events that led to a very lucrative career.

Too bad I detest computers in general now and software development has consumed my soul.

 
Here's what you should of done:

Point to first guy - Fvck you
Point to second guy - Fvck you
Point to third guy - Fvck you
Point to HR lady - You're cool
Say "I'm out of here".
Leave.
 
Originally posted by: scorp00
I'm glad I turned down the contractor job in IRAQ. This was a few years ago when the violence wasn't so bad. I was seriously considering it because I needed a job but they wouldn't let me bring a gun.


Ouch.

 
From the other side of the table:

Myself and our HR rep were interviewing a candidate for a developer position. The guy showed up unshaven, greaseball hair (not even combed), black goth pants, and an untucked button-down shirt. Needless to say, the interview was not going well. We excused ourselves to go talk (laugh) and, when we returned, there was a tack on the rep's chair! What's even more disturbing is WE DIDN'T HAVE ANY TACKS!

Thankfully she did not sit down. She saw it and firmly told Angel of Death that the interview was over, he would not be hearing from us, and he needed to exit the building NOW.
 
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