The interview process

(enjoying La Jolla Cove one night after sunset)

Okay, I must say after seven job interviews in one week, I'm learning about my good and not-so-good qualities. And plead to all employers and recruiters - hire me or shake up your questions a bit.

But, only time spent with prying people and learning about the law on the court beat prepared me for the interview I had Friday.

After waiting for awhile in a brightly orange-painted room, the interviewer calls my name and sits me down at a desk.

Normal thus far until he comments on my choice of wardrobe - a green dress. Literally he said "Natalie in the green dress in the orange room!"

Then he looks at my resume - "So you're from Utah, isn't that where all of those Mormon's live? Are you Mormon?"

I answer in the affirmative, and a little bell starts ringing - isn't he not supposed to ask that? Oh, keep reading...

He starts asking me the interview questions and randomly pauses to ask me why I switched from crossing my legs to crossing my ankles and asked (maybe leered) - are you comfortable here with me?

Got a little nervous that I may have gotten myself into a bad situation at that point.

I got the question that every interviewer has asked..."what brought you to San Diego?"

"My husband and I just moved here."

Then he starts asking - "Oh you're married, how long have you been married?"

After my reply of one-month, he literally said, well you're Mormon - you're going to have children soon.

Now - I know that's not right - for an interviewer to ask an interviewee about children and upcoming life events that would affect employment. But we keep going.

I have to admit it was a little weird when he asked me if my husband had more than one wife...I tried to politely educate him - but seriously - no SERIOUSLY?!

The interview was awkward and concluded. He then walked me outside, saying he wanted to see what car I drove. Okaaaayy...then he asked what was on my ipod.

Maybe he didn't like that I said Fergie mixed with country because he called a few hours later to say I didn't get the job. Needless to say, despite wanting income, I didn't want to work with him anyway.