I once interviewed at a clinic wherein I was I was given a tour of the department and introduced to a few of the doctors. That seemed like a pretty good sign to me until I was told to please come back tomorrow wearing no makeup! The interviewer told me that one of the docs thought I was too
I was very young (19 or 20 years old) and even though I was embarrassed by this, I did as I was told and returned with no makeup.
As I was sitting in the office, a nurse came by, looked at me with great pity, looked a the interviewer and said, "Why this? This poor girl looks dead
!" I was in silent agreement with this nurse and started to feel a bit angry.
I was told to come back again
Being the stubborn mule that I can be, I did indeed come back, but only because I wanted to work in the clinic and have nice hours. I suppose I also wanted to show them that I was agreeable and not easily flustered.
So, I came back and got the job... after several
folks were invited to discuss my appearance. Honestly.
Now, I had to get my physical. I was sent to Internal Medicine (where I would be working) and I was given a physical by the doc who had found me "distracting". I have to tell you, he was a pervert and I told the interviewer this when I met with her shortly thereafter. Of course, she denied this, but even in retrospect, I still say that "physical" got weird at one point and I called the doctor on it, right there in the exam room.
Believe it or not, I worked there one month before I got sick of that doctor and I walked out. Literally.
Apparently, I can't even walk out of a job without it being complicated. I got to my car and had a flat tire and I could not work my jack. A nice gentleman happened by and changed it for me and I was outta there!
To top it off, I was telling a close friend my ordeal when she burst out laughing. She had happened to be at a nearby restaurant the day I walked out. There were some clinic staff there who were guffawing over the stupid little CNA who had tried to walk out, got a flat and was too dumb to even change her own tire. My friend could not stop laughing, "It was you! It was you!".
I promise you that I was dressed very professionally and had my hair and makeup very conservative when I did that interview. I can't explain it. It was very very strange, embarrassing and rather demoralizing... but I have a good sense of humor and laugh about it now.