I went back and forth debating with myself if I should do this post or not. I decided that I should share it. This will be one of my realest posts to date. I’ve shared this story with a couple of people before in the past. Today, I want to share it with y’all so that you don’t make the same mistake that I did on this job interview five years ago.
I moved back to Atlanta in late February 2011. I had outgrown Savannah and was ready for a change. At the time I was working for a bank so I was able to transfer to a branch in Atlanta. Once I returned to the ATL I felt things out for a month then I started applying for other jobs. Some jobs were still in the banking industry, but most weren’t. About three months after I returned home I had a chance to be interviewed for a higher paying job at another bank. I was tired of working at banks, but I needed more money so I gladly accepted the interview and started to prepare for it.
A couple of weeks before the interview I found out that my fraternity was having a conference during the same week that my interview was scheduled for. The welcome party for the conference was Thursday night. My interview was scheduled for Friday at 10 AM. I figured that it would be fine to go to the party for a couple hours and have no more than 3 drinks. I would then leave early enough so that I could still get a good rest. That’s exactly what I did.
The next morning I woke up feeling refreshed. I showered, got dressed and headed to the interview. Once I got to the interview the 1st thing that I noticed was how hot the room was. It was June, but for some reason they didn’t have the AC on. Even though I was in a suit I didn’t let that get to me. The interviewer came in and started asking me the typical interview questions. I answered them to the best of my capabilities. Probably ten minutes into the conversation I began sweating because it seemed to be getting hotter in the room. As I finished the interview, I thanked the interviewer for their time and left.
Later on that day my phone rang. It was the recruiter who helped me secure the interview. I was expecting for this to be a positive phone call. Boy, was I wrong. The recruiter told me that the interviewer didn’t say anything about my interview answers. The only thing that the interviewer told them was that they immediately smelled alcohol when they came in the interview room. I was in a brief shock. The recruiter asked me if I had a couple drinks before the interview. I told him that I had a couple the night before. He then told me what I already knew, I didn’t get the job. I thanked him for getting back with me and hung up the phone. I sat there for a minute and thought about what went wrong.
The 1st thing that came to me was that the interviewer probably thought I was a damn wino or something. I also realized that the interviewer smelled the alcohol because I was sweating. The alcohol was seeping out of my pores. I can’t believe I had made such a terrible mistake. At that moment, I made a promise to myself to never drink the night before a job interview again. I was embarrassed and I never wanted to make that type of mistake again.
I learned a hell of a lesson that day. I haven’t had a drink the night before an interview since then. If that had been my dream job that I was interviewing for, I would have been screwed big time. Thankfully, I’ve matured and realized that some things can wait (drinks) until later.