Thursday, June 04, 2009

Spotted: Intern Interviewee

Potential intern on an interview for a spot in our office.

First, she walks into our office not five, not 10, but 35 minutes late – claiming the traffic was worse than she thought it would be. Mind you, she took the metro, and she lives nearby – she knows what to expect.

She is wearing a dress – or a pathetic excuse for a dress. It was more like a beach cover up. I’ll give her credit that it at least had long sleeves, but this linen and bedazzled dress would have not passed the dress code at my high school. To top it off, she is wearing thong sandals which are, of course, bedazzled with rhinestones as well (have to dress it up and be classy, right?). What happened to professionalism? Or suits, for that matter?

Our Chief of Staff decides that even though she is ridiculously late for her interview, that he will meet with her. From my desk, I could overhear the conversation – it wasn’t pretty. Every other word was “like,” and she even dropped a “totally cool” mid-interview. While heading out of our office, she shared with him that she likes to go out in Georgetown with her friends on the weekends.

Sadly, her status as great, great, etc. granddaughter of a (barely mentioned) politician was unable to make up for this lackluster performance and help her get a spot as an intern in our office. Even though, don’t worry, daddy called us about four times beforehand to try to seal the deal.

After reading this blog, I am saddened by the fact that she did not get the internship – I’m sure there would have been a lot of great stories about her to put on here.