Still jobless after couch session

Dear Editor:I recently answered an ad for a well-known midvalley corporation hiring for customer service positions. Aware this company has a less than impressive track record in maintaining employees but, really in need of work, I opted to send my resume. I was awarded an interview with them and just had to share my experience with you.As it turned out, my interviewer was a psychologist who after a series of questions such as: naming adjectives describing my favorite color or what the biggest lie I had ever told was, etc., the doctor then had the daunting task to determine if I could possibly qualify for either of their coveted positions – customer service or data entry. It was really quite awe inspiring to witness the insight this man possessed. You could just feel his ability to really “know” a person. Eerie, makes the hair stand up on the back of my neck just remembering our encounter.Although the interview he conducted consisted only of Q&A, I was told that there were no “right or wrong” answers. Then he asked me if I had any questions. At this point, feeling comfortable I had done pretty well, considering I was just interviewed by a shrink, I told him, “No, I think I’m clear on everything.” That was a little white lie. After the interview he indicated that I would receive an e-mail by the end of the day to notify me if I were to be a “chosen” one, meaning I would be passed along to their temp agency who, in turn, would arrange an interview with the employers I would actually be working for. When I got home, about 11:45 a.m., I had an e-mail in my inbox from, you guessed it, the “Good Doctor.” Taking a deep breath and certain that it had only taken him a few moments to decide I was the perfect candidate for the position, I opened it. What? Not going to pursue my candidacy any further? Seems my inability to snap off adjectives for my favorite color and not picking up on the true meaning of “little white lies” blew any chance I had for customer service – neither answering calls nor entering their information in a database.Feeling a little depressed and confused, I spent the rest of the day moping and thumbing through my phone book seeking out a good therapist :-)Kelly MichelBasalt