Recruiters usually came to our university campus: it was convenient for the students and seemed a little more relaxed and no one dressed up for on campus interviews.
However one of the places I applied to asked me to come downtown to their office for my interview.
There weren't many days between the letter from the firm and the interview, I remember looking desperately into my closet for even one somewhat dressy outfit. I found a blouse that might do and a pair of black shoes and manufactured a plain skirt to complete the outfit.
On the day of the interview it didn't help my nervousness when I noticed how well the receptionist was dressed and how she noticed how poorly I was.
The interviewer went o.k. but as it came to an end, I realized I had completely forgotten the interviewer's name! OMG I thought, how was I going to write the expected thank you letter to the firm, as was the custom. Then I remembered some advice: "Ask the person to spell their name for you". So in my best, hopefully professional way I asked it he could please spell his name for me.
You know how it ends already: He said S...M...I...T...H
The punchline is : I got the job. It was fabulous!
