56 Jaw-Dropping Job Interview Fails You Won’t Believe Actually Happened
After about 30 minutes, a cop shows up and asks if we’ve seen a girl dressed in all black matching her description. Why, yes, officer. She’s here on an interview, is something wrong?
Turns out she had taken a cab to our building but didn’t have any cash on hand. So when the cabbie let her out she decided to do the responsible thing and book it inside without paying. The cop removed her from our building mid interview, escorted her to the nearest ATM, and made her withdraw cash to pay the cabbie. Then he brought her back and left her with us.
My colleague was so completely flabbergasted by the whole thing, that she just finished the interview and sent the young thing on her way.
My mother was a hiring manager for a car repair shop, and she as quite a few. My favorite is the one that, who after the interview was walking out of the back office still talking to my mom, spotted a rather chubby girl coming into the shop. She says “ew, what a pig.” Little did this interviewee (already deemed incompetent as she had asked my mom if they would pick her up for work if needed) know, this chubby girl was my sister.
Not an interviewer, but… My worst interview was while I was in college and working temp jobs through an agency. I live in small, but busy port city near the russian border and I had forklift and warehouse experience so there was always that going on and I was studying business.
One day my dispatcher calls me and asks if I’d be interested in an office job for one of the companies I had done warehouse work. Sure, great! I go to the meeting with their CEO which was held half in finnish (native language) and half in english. It’s a breeze. We talk about the business in general, their clients and the owners needs. All’s well. I’d be doing warehouse bookkeeping, customs documentation, onsite IT and warehouse supervising. Faaaaantastic!
Untill the last question. The dreaded “What is your biggest weakness?”. I blurt out: “Loud Russians.” I’m like in a half dream and looking down on myself saying this. I’m just here for the ride. I see the CEO’s eyebrows raise. He makes a few remarks and says they’ll let me know. Meeting is over. Obviously I didn’t get the job where I’d be the first person all the loud russians come to when they enter…
Six months later dispatcher calls again. They are still looking for someone and their CEO doesn’t seem to remember me. The picked my CV from a list provided to them and want to meet. “Just don’t mention Russians, ok?” 7 years later and I’ve seen all but one original worker leave or get fired, including 2 CEO’s. The owner made me general manager a year ago. Turns out I work well with loud Russians…
I work for a retail company and we had a hiring fair for positions in stores in our area. They were all front-line customer service gigs between $8-10 an hour and our advertising was very clear about who we were and what openings we had. I had this well-dressed middle-aged man come in with a briefcase, a leather satchel, and his laptop. He immediately demanded to speak with whomever was in charge because he was led to believe this was a massive regional job fair for a variety of companies.
During the interview, he started by telling me that I shouldn’t even start talking unless I was prepared to match his current job’s $60,000 salary. I reminded him that these jobs were entry-level jobs that paid accordingly and he told me that I had five minutes to “Wow” him into accepting a job. This whole time, he’s setting up his laptop, a notepad, a cup of pens, and a calendar like this was his freaking workstation. I give him a cursory rundown of the job and he lets me know that he’ll settle for $45,000 in salary, but he can only work 7am-4pm because that’s when his mom is available to drop him off and pick him up. I let him know that we would keep his information on file in case a position more fitting what he was seeking opened up in our company to force a conclusion to this. He stops me and says he’ll take an entry level job if I let him use my phone to call his mom to come pick him up.
And that man worked his way up to manage an entire market of stores.
Nah, I just let him use my phone and never called him back. We hired a handful of high school and college kids.
Not really a hiring situation, but it is an initial interview. I was giving one soldier, who had a particularly well-known military surname in these parts, the initial platoon commander interview.
I got this soldier to fill out a form with a few stock-standard questions that I could ask further questions from (what are your goals in the army, what are your strengths, weaknesses etc). There was also one particular question: “Where do you see yourself in five years?”
Anyway, PTE X came into the office and sat down, having answered the above question, “Chief of Army.”
“That’s a pretty ambitious goal for just five years. How do you think you’re going to make that happen?”














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