Two hours of my life that I'll never get back. After several rounds of phone interviews with the people I'd actually work for, I was summoned in for a final round of meetings and given the impression they were just to ensure a good culture fit, almost a formality was the way it was presented. My first interview kept me waiting alone in a conference room for about 25 minutes for what amounted to a 5 minute phone conversation where he asked me to explain the oldest job on my resume (10 years ago) in a puzzling amount of detail and never touched on any of the skills I had acquired in the ensuing decade that were actually relevant to the position. In retrospect I'm guessing it was because he knew his input wouldn't make any difference in the hiring decision and therefore it didn't matter. I was then ushered into an executive's office. He was literally wearing a track suit and made a comment about how he'd thought about dressing up but couldn't be bothered since it was Friday. Then, for the next 90 minutes, I was subjected to a Willy Wonka-like experience in which he asked a handwritten list of questions that had nothing to do with my qualifications for the position, but probed for such personal details such as what book I was currently reading and who my heroes are. On a couple of occasions, he actually argued with me about my answers. The whole thing was uncomfortable and perplexing, and I came away with the impression that I was dealing with an egomaniac who didn't have enough work to do. Their recruiter followed up several times over the next couple of weeks before eventually telling me they'd decided to fill the position with a contractor. It only took me about an hour of reflection to know that I could never have worked there, though. Oh! One other thing. I actually asked about some earlier Glass Door reviews where it was suggested that the company had a Boys Club atmosphere. His reply was that the person who wrote the review didn't leave on good terms, but that the only way for me to gauge would be to talk to other women who worked there. I was not put in touch with any women, however. Take from that what you will.