I drove my great-niece to her first job interview the other day. They say to dress for the job you want, not the job you have, but right now B doesn’t have any square clothing.
Well, she does have a couple of skirts and a chic black-and-white dress, but the interview is for a very casual food retailer.
“I don’t want to overdress,” she said, deciding to stick with jeans.
Besides, right now the job she wants is at Hot Topic, where you can dress in all sorts of expressive ways. But she’s not yet old enough to get hired there.
Having reviewed the potential interview questions on the company’s website didn’t make her any less nervous, especially since she’s a bit shy. But she tiptoed in bravely with her fluorescent lime-green hair, septum piercing, “Prudhoe Bay Alaska” sweatshirt and white face mask.
Ten minutes later she was back out, with a fistful of paperwork. Apparently the interview went something like this:
What school do you attend?
How far away do you live?
You’re hired.







