I worked a job fair today. And my first interview was a real lulu. Very cute, very clueless straight boy. Excerpts:
Q: Define good customer service.
A: Well…maybe if there was a pretty girl behind the counter.
Q: Where do you see yourself in two years?
A: I was going to join the Air Force, but I have too many parking tickets. (I don’t think I want to know the connection.)
Q: Tell me about a time when you received good customer service.
A: Well…once when I was sitting around waiting for my friend to get off work at the store where he worked, all the employees were really nice to me.