I had lots of jobs in my lifetime, but only a few real job interviews. I'm thankful I lived during a time when they were not a part of life. I didn't mind being interviewed, I could tell in a minute or two which way they were going to go, and if it was going south, I tried to have a little fun with it. During the time I was a shop supervisor, I gave a few interviews, I tried to put people at ease, and not make them uncomfortable. I disliked having to let people go, and doing the dreaded exit interview, some people seem to enjoy it. After about four years of being a boss, I decided I didn't really like being part of a "team" at all, I managed to work mostly alone at my job(s) for many years after that. At the end of my working life though, I came full circle, and ended up back in a job where I had to interact with a lot of people, and all the drama that goes with it. I had fifteen good years working with people, but when I look back on my working life, it's always the years I spent out on the highway hauling heavy iron living a new adventure everyday. In my opinion, most of the people I've encountered who conducted interviews were lucky to have a job themselves. I am thankful to be retired, it was a long road getting here.