Isn't the title clever? What does clever mean again? Whatever, it's fun and I like it.
Today, in Madrid, I interviewed a potential candidate for a job, and empathetically watched the poor feller sweat balls because he clearly thought that the interview would be in Spanish. I could tell that's what he thought because he more or less said so. I can only imagine walking into an interview and finding out it would be in Spanish - I am confident I'd bow akwardly, offer a handshake, stutter an "hasta luego!", and run to the bathroom to calm my seething sweat glands.
As far as job interviews are concerned, I do believe I just became a life lesson for that guy. Or at least something to think about/clarify next time he heads into an interview. Or at least a fun story to tell his friends. Or at least a passing thought on his way out the door. Or at least...
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