I went on the strangest job interview. I had to take 2 tests on MS Office, write a business letter, take a math test, and weirdest of all, I had to do a role-play where I was to find a specific kind of pencil for the interviewer. I was made to tell him how I would do it, all the while he would respond with, "okay, you call the company, that takes 10 minutes, they tell you they don't sell them, now what do you do?". Afterwards he adds up all the time, and asks me how I think I did, tells me I have terrible time management skills, and that I have probably never managed people before. I appreciate his unorthodox style, but that doesn't make him any less of a jackass.
Plus, I get this a lot; the first thing he says is, "Well you are pretty young and inexperienced, but that doesn't count you out." Now, he doesn't know how old I am, so I tell him, "Well, I'm 39 actually, I'm happy that still counts as young, also I have been in retail since I was in my early 20's." Not that I'm Norman Greenspan here (sorry, best analogy I could think of), but don't just look at me and judge me.
I never judge people who seem younger than me as being naive. I mean, I hear things that make me cringe sometimes, but that's because I've said some very corny, pretentious things in my day, and can relate.
By older people, I still get mistaken for late 20's, and the funny thing is, my young Japanese students always told me what the "young" generation was doing now, leaving me kind of bummed that apparently I am not part of that subculture anymore(;_;)
Then the guy rambled on about how I should "reflect" on the test, how important things in life are important, blah, blah. Free advice. You get what you pay for. Ironically, they called me back to get my salary requirements. I wonder if they will make me an offer. My crazy mind wants to get an offer, even though I don't want the job. Not that I want to turn them down, I just like being wanted. How needy is that.
Anyway, I told my Uncle about it. He and my Aunt are being so cool and patient, as I live here, eat there food, use their internet for blog posting. I am so grateful for them. I want to get out of their hair as soon as I can.