bbb
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Feel free to share some of the interview stories that you have seen while you interview or things that you have experienced.
Like on our first day of interviews, an applicant called and told me that he was running late and would be in shortly. This was about 10 minutes before the interview day was to start. He showed up over 1 1/2 hours late!! With no reason, no explanation for the program director. Doesn't look good.
Edited by bbb on 10/04/05 - 07:33 AM
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| esmeralda
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Once I had an interview in Manhattan, and I took the PATH train from Jersey. It got stuck in the middle of the trip, and stayed there for 40 minutes! I was sweating and suffering. The program in question was my #1 choice. I had been working there as a volunteer for ever and liked them very much. On top of that, a 6 ft tall guy was standing next to me and messed up my ponytail. I arrived to the hospital about half an hour late, pale, distressed and instead of going straight to the site of the interview, I went to the restroom to fix my hair and apply more make up. I looked like a ghost. I knew that they gave an orientation in a dark room with slides before the actual interviews, so I counted on going unnoticed. When I finally squeezed in the conference room, the department director greeted me by my first name and offered me some coffee. I was hoping to be invisible, and wanted to sink in the rug. But luckily, it went all right.
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| miracleseeker
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got a stain on my dry clean only dress shirt from a rusty iron. and it was the only one that matched my suit properly. didn't have time to buy a new one. luckily you couldn't see it with the suit on. so i got away with it and still looked immaculate during the interview. 
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| esmeralda
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I went to a beautiful place in New England. I expected to see more snow, but global warming is already showing. Nevertheless, it's amazing, even in December. Forests and hills, sunset at about 4.30 pm. I checked in at a hotel, where one of the residents was going to pick me up . We had not arranged where in the hotel we were going to meet, so I supposed I could wait in my room and the front desk person would tell her where I was. I did not feel like hanging around in the lobby for 3 hours.
The hour came, and nothing... I waited some more, went to the front desk and asked. They had already left! I called a cab and went to the restaurant by myself, expecting to be late.
Unlike New York where you are not a stranger because everybody is a stranger, this was like being in a really foreign (for me) foreign country. All gringos singing, a family with 5 or 6 blond children there, very picturesque. Very nice place.
I felt so awkward because of getting there late and seeing everybody already sitting there, and feeling so different, that my English came out twisted. They asked me about Maradona and Che Guevara (the Argentines they could remember of?) and I blurted out, one was a terrorist (wrong answer, terrorist-in-chief) and the other had had gastric by pass surgery, was now clean and doing fine. (understood: before he was fat and a drug abuser)
So I came across as a bigot, (maybe I am one), prejudiced, and clumsy
The place was fantastic (ideal) but I felt I did not belong in there.
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