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They called and said they had seen my résumé on a job bank, and said they would contact me by text message. Then there was no further news. When the text message arrived, the sender said he was a supervisor (implying that he held a very senior position) and asked whether an interview at 10:30 a.m. was okay. There was no greeting or sign-off. I had something to do at that time, so I replied asking whether the afternoon would be convenient instead. The other party replied: “Okay, 13:00.” When I arrived at the store, I saw an employee smoking outside. Thinking I was a customer, the employee greeted me and put out the cigarette. Only after I entered the store did they realize I was there for an interview, and they even asked whether I had an appointment. He called someone and told me to wait!

The other party was late. When he came in, he had an arrogant look on his face. He glanced at me, then dragged a random stool and a stepladder (used as a chair) behind the door, into the warehouse—because the store was rented, this was actually the passageway to someone else’s kitchen, piled with merchandise and furnished as an improvised space—and sat down. He crossed his legs and shook his foot, then asked, “What have you done before?” He took out his phone and kept scrolling. After some difficulty, he opened 104 and found my résumé, then started asking all kinds of random questions, including, “So you’ve been unemployed?” and “What have you been doing for the past ten years?” Finally, he said, “Even people with PhDs would get cut down and rejected here!!!!” and so on. It was clear that he knew nothing about me. He questioned how I could do this job when I was not from the relevant major and had no sales experience at a store like theirs. I said, “My work experience is clearly listed on my résumé. If I don’t meet your requirements, why did you notify me and ask me to come for an interview?” He replied, “I just took a quick look. I saw that you had sales experience and thought I’d give you a chance!” …!

　　I replied, “I did my homework and learned about your company’s relevant products. I also have related sales experience. As for the products, I would indeed need time to learn them! But shouldn’t you have gotten to know something about me before notifying me to come for an interview?” He then started putting on airs and said, “I don’t look at experience at all~! I look at your attitude~! If your attitude is good, I can consider hiring you!!”

Basically, I was the one who ended the interview, because his attitude clearly suggested that he wanted me to beg him for the job and hoped to hear me plead with him to give me the chance to work. His attitude was unbearably arrogant, and he kept emphasizing that he only judged people by how they spoke before deciding whether to give them a chance!~!

I remained calm and courteous throughout, repeatedly explaining my work experience and what I was capable of doing and willing to work hard at. But he stayed in his own world. Seeing that the conversation—taking place in that passageway—was going nowhere and that continuing would simply waste time, I had to say, “I’m sure I haven’t been selected. Your time is valuable, so thank you for notifying me and inviting me here.” That brought the matter to an end~!