I had my interview at Abercrombie and Fitch today, and let me tell you, I fucking owned it. I ruled, and I'm pretty sure I got the job. It was supposed to be a group interview, but I was the only one that showed up. I must admit, I didn't expect the interview to be what it was; their means of interviewing were asking me random questions and judging my eligibility by how creative my responses were. Some highlights:
If you could sleep with any celebrity, who would it be?
"Easy. Johnny Depp. Nobody makes a better pirate."
If you could have any superpower, what would it be?
"I would either want to read minds, or be invisible, so I could find out what people really do when they're by themselves."
What is your greatest fear?
"Those big electrical towers. Shit, those things are SCARY! Whenever I'm driving by them, I can just feel the cancer. Not only that, but I'm always afraid they're gonna sprout fangs and arms and angry red eyes and grab me from my car and have a little party tossing me around between them in some massive field where they're placed by the hundreds."
One of the girls interviewing started to explain how she was deathly afraid of needles. I smiled at them, feeling the skin around my lip piercing tighten as it always does. They laughed. "I'm not afraid of needles," I said smugly.
It went incredibly well. They loved my charisma and openly told me that I was their main lead. The only thing I found funny when they were telling me more about the job...
Abercrombie employees are not allowed to wear black.