This was years ago, and I was looking for a job at the time. I had an interview in Orange County, and with LA traffic being what it usually is, I took off for the interview very early. Oddly enough, traffic was light that day and I was like an hour and a half early, so I decided to head to a mall near the interview spot to chill out until closer to the interview time.
The mall is open air and it’s kinda warm, so I think “Hey...this mall has a Target. I’ll just go in there. It definitely will be cool in there. And I’m not wearing a red polo and khakis, so there shouldn’t be any issues.” (Yes, like many others, I’ve made this mistake before. But this time, I’m in a 2 piece black suit, a blue dress shirt, silver tie, and dress shoes. )
Pull up, park, and head in. Being a gamer, I decide to head back to the electronics area and play on the demo units for a bit. When I get back there, there’s a kid playing, so I just stand there and watch him play. The kid and I start rotating turns, and just as I finish up a turn, I hear someone clearing their throat. I didn’t pay it any attention, then it happens again, but louder. I turn, and there stands an entitled jerk (EJ from this point forward).
EJ: I need some help finding headphones.
Me: Are you talking to me?
EJ: Yes I am. Now hurry up and help me find some headphones!
EJ (looking at the ladies I’m pointing at): There’s no way that those ladies work here. This job is beneath them. Only your kind works jobs like this. Now help me find some headphones before I get you fired!!!
Did I mention I’m a 6 foot black man? Now you know. Draw your own conclusions as to what he meant.
Back to the story.
Before I can say anything, another Target employee comes around the corner. Apparently she heard the tail end of what EJ had said to me. She offers to help EJ, but is that enough? Oh no.
EJ: No thank you! This arrogant individual (pointing at me) is going to find me a set of headphones like I told him to!!!
Target employee is confused, as she realizes that I’m not a coworker. I throw up my hands in frustration and say “Fuck this...I’m gone,” and start to walk off. EJ grabs me by the shoulder and tells me I’m not going anywhere until I help him.
I kept my cool, knock EJ’s hand away, and tell him to never touch me again. For some reason, this sends EJ into a cursing, screaming rage, and he starts to come after me. Luckily, a manager and a few other Target employees had shown up at this point, and step between EJ and myself. I walk away to the sounds of EJ screaming “You motherfucker!! I know you work here!! Get back here and help me!! Get out of my way!!”
Needless to say, the interview was nowhere near this exciting.