We've noticed that the comment thread on the cold offers post has morphed into a fashion advice column. Here are some of the on-campus interview attire questions that have been posed:

-- Is a light gray suit a bad choice for interviews? Dark brown shoes, black, or either?

-- What suit colors are acceptable?

-- For females, do you have to wear a button down under your skirt suit, or can you wear something else?

-- Skirt-suits v. pants suits?

We pajama-wearing ATL bloggers are no longer well-versed in the world of suit fashion, but Corporette has an advice post on interview fashion, in response to a query from a 3L. Their advice for the ladies:

Choose a dark suit. A black or navy suit is always more conservative than a brightly- or lightly-colored suit, and if you have to buy something inexpensive then it will hide the imperfections in the fabric and the seams.

Buy a skirt suit.... Be sure you pull a chair over to a full-length mirror and practice sitting in the skirt suit; you want to see what the interviewer will see and make sure you look appropriate and tasteful.

Is this to prevent a Basic Instinct moment?

Additional fashion tips, after the jump.

[Ed. note: This post is by ALEX, one of the finalists in ATL Idol, the "reality blogging" competition that will determine ATL's next editor. It is marked with Alex's avatar (at right).]

We received nearly 200 comments on the OCI Open Thread, and to my surprise, most of them were not directed solely at how badly I suck. Small victory.

Many of the comments offered helpful advice from self-professed recruiting attorneys. Others offered glimmers of hope for the anxious and the under-performing. And some left no doubt that, no matter how badly you think you're going to do in interviews, others have done and will do worse.

First, though, take a deep breathe. A large number of 2ls from top-fifteen law schools get biglaw jobs. And many top-performing law students from other schools get biglaw jobs, too.

But even if you don't, it's no big deal. Seriously. OCI creates the false impression that the only sensible thing that you can do with a law degree is work at an AmLaw 100 firm. Don't be fooled.

Being a junior associate at a large law firm is not very fulfilling. You're not even really a lawyer; you're a low-level corporate employee with legal knowledge. Go try a case or counsel somebody with a problem. You'll undoubtedly wonder why you ever cared about this week.

With a little perspective, you'll do much better in your interviews. As commenters have repeatedly pointed out to me over the last two weeks, nobody likes someone who appears to be trying too hard. If you don't care so much, you'll be yourself. See Exley's excellent farewell post.

Okay, helpful advice and uncomfortable stories after the jump.

* After being subjected to Prince Charles’s tampon metaphors, is there really anything more to know about the Royal Family? [The Guardian]

* Pussy. Labia. Vagina. (Yeah, I too know way too much about Britney’s and, thanks to the above, Camilla’s.) Salary? Buzz! That word is taboo. [Feminist Law Professors]

* But I think in Virginia, it’s still okay to give the homeless transfat. [Southern Appeal; Washington Post]

* Let me save you the trouble: they all taste like the industrial cupcakes moms have been buying for grade school birthdays since the post-war era. So to protect such cupcakes would be like trademarking sawdust. [Madisonian]

* Professor Slater wants you to know that the interviewing-as-dating analogy is inaccurate. Unless you get drunk and end up in the apartment of the interviewer after he tells you he’s in a band. [PrawfsBlawg]

Over the years, law firms have become more relaxed about the attire and appearance of their associates. But there are limits. From the National Law Journal:

"It's really hard," said [hiring partner Matthew] Jones, with Duane Morris. He recently interviewed 18 University of Virginia School of Law students in about six hours. He had 15 minutes to eat lunch.

Still, sometimes making a decision is not too difficult. "I had someone come into an interview with a nose ring," Jones said. "I liked her, but how could I present her to a senior partner?"

To paraphrase Alicia Silverstone in Clueless: "Dee, when you have a Biglaw interview, take out your nose ring."

(Query: Should the NALP promulgate a rule protecting job applicants with noserings?)

National Firms Digging Deeper Into Class Ranks and on New Campuses Too [NYLawyer.com]
Memorable Quotes from Clueless [IMDb]

* In law school, a burrito was not only a sandwich, but breakfast, lunch and dinner. And midnight snack. [AP via Yahoo! News]

* When you have too much self-respect for a reunion tour, or another farewell tour is just not feasible, or you haven’t securitized your music catalog, then this may be your last recourse. Money wouldn’t be an issue if you had ODed at age 27. [AP via MSNBC]

* It took an attorney’s flashing to rouse suburban moms to fight for stricter indecent exposure laws. This would be a funny “Desperate Housewives” storyline; they could also hire this guy back. [King County Journal]

* Privilege, murder, a Kennedy... and also an episode of Cold Case. [CNN]

* Not funny. But your anecdotes can be. So send them our way. If it’s really bad, find a (real) lawyer. [Law.com]

Remember the slogan for those Dry Idea deodorant commercials, "Never Let Them See You Sweat"? It's good advice for both interviewers and interviewees. That's why, in ATL's Top Ten Interview Tips, we recommend the use of deodorant (tip #5).

Anyway, here's our next interview horror story:

At the start of my 2L year, I went to New York City for one of those giant screening interview events at a local hotel. My morning and early afternoon interviews were fine and uneventful, and I expected nothing less going into my 3:30 interview with a top-ranked New York law firm. I knocked on the hotel room door at the appointed hour, straightened my suit, and waited.

I knew something was seriously awry the moment the interviewer opened the door. Wafts of hot, humid air poured out into the air-conditioned hallway. The interviewer was sweating profusely, and wiping his dripping forehead. I was completely aghast.

Compliments to our correspondent for the vivid storytelling. We can practically see -- and smell -- the scene before us.

The interviewer just looked at me. He didn't introduce himself or put out his hand. Instead, he said, "I swear to God, if you can tell me where the thermostat is in this f*****g hotel room, I will give you an offer right now."

Fortunately for me, fifteen minutes earlier, another interviewer had actually paused in the middle of our interview and gotten up to adjust the temperature in the room. So, without hesitation, I told the wilting lawyer standing in front of me: "I think it's behind the bedroom door." He stared at me for another moment, then left me standing in the entryway as he wandered over to the bedroom.

Then there were a few moments of silence, during which I could tell that (a) he had found the thermostat, and (b) he was contemplating the deal he had just made me. At this point, I was contemplating whether (a) he was so used to working in a sweatshop that it hadn't occurred to him to adjust the temperature earlier, or (b) he was just a moron. Neither possibility boded well for the firm.

Finally, he came back and said, "Well, you're clearly getting a callback, so let's just make this brief." He led me to a table, asked me a couple of softball questions, then sent me on my way.

Great story, eh? And here's the ending:

I got the callback. I didn't take it.

Hot in Herre [Wikipedia]

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A PSA from ATL: Top Ten Interview Tips

Neither rain, nor snow, nor the largest terrorist attack in U.S. history will keep certain lawyers from their work. Here is our next interview anecdote:

I was a 2L at a western law school in the 2001-2002 school year. September was, of course, prime interviewing season, and there were usually 5-10 firms interviewing at the school on any given morning.

On the morning of September 11, I had an interview scheduled for 10:00 with a well-respected, midsize law firm. After watching the horror in New York on TV for a few hours that morning, I assumed that life would be postponed for a few days, while the country reacted and sorted itself out.

Not having anywhere else to go, I headed over to the law school to find some sense of community. While walking the halls, I noticed that even though all of the other firms had cancelled their interviews for the day, one firm was still going forward -- the firm I was scheduled to interview with, in just five minutes.

I didn't have time to change, so I had no choice but to walk into the interview in jeans and a t-shirt. After initial pleasantries, I asked the interviewer whether he really wanted to do this now, given that a national tragedy was unfolding. He said that he did, and that he wouldn't postpone it even for an hour -- he had a lot of work to do that day, and he wanted to get back to the office.

Needless to say, my heart wasn't really into talking about my résumé for twenty minutes on a day of national mourning. The interview was a disaster, and I didn't get an offer.

The interviewer's philosophy: If we suspend on-campus interviewing on September 11, then the terrorists have won.

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This next interview horror story isn't a true "horror" story. It starts off like a horror story, but then -- well, just read it yourself:

I had an on-campus interview at 10 AM on Monday for a well-known litigation firm in Orange County. At 10 PM on Sunday evening, my apartment building caught on fire, and my girlfriend and I had to evacuate. We stayed the night at a hotel, and found out the next morning that they were not letting residents back into the building until around noon.

I notified our Career Services Office, but for whatever reason they couldn't contact the interviewer and let him know I would be missing the interview. Once we were let back into our apartment (with a police escort), we were glad to know that neither our apartment nor our belongings suffered any damage.

Unfortunately, I missed the interview, and I was ready to write it off as a loss. I went to school later that day to try and see if the interviewer was still available to meet with me. I knocked on the door, wearing only a t-shirt, shorts, and flip-flops. (I don't know what I was thinking, but I forgot to grab my interview monkey-suit in the melee -- probably because a cop was standing over my shoulder telling me only to gather "essential" items.)

Showing up to speak with an interviewer in a T-shirt and flip-flops? That's even worse than what this guy did. Then again, excuses don't get much better than "I was driven from my apartment building by a raging inferno."

(But query whether there is ever any good reason to wear flip-flops in public, unless you're at the beach. And you certainly wouldn't wear flip-flops to the Supreme Court.)

Back to the story:

The interviewer was stunned but understanding, and we talked for about 20 minutes. During the interview, the interviewer said that if he'd had a choice, he'd rather be wearing a t-shirt and flip-flops, and not to worry about it. Even though he was accommodating, I still felt like an idiot.

The outcome? I received a call-back, and eventually an offer from that firm. (I declined the offer though.)

So what started off as an interview horror story turned into an interview happy story. Just the kind of inspirational tale you need on a Tuesday morning, with so much of the work week still stretching out before you.

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This next interview story has something for everyone. Both the interviewer and the interviewee can be made fun of. Here you go:

A friend of mine was interviewing at a big law firm. As a 1L who basically went straight through from undergrad, his résumé is not terribly long, though it has some interesting tidbits (working at the British Museum and elsewhere around the world). He also listed the old standby of "excellent oral and written communication skills," more as a space filler than anything else.

Time for some ATL career advice: Do NOT boast of "excellent oral and written communication skills" in your résumé. It's total chaff. You're a law student or lawyer; it goes without saying that your communication skills are strong (or at least you think they are, or wouldn't admit it if they weren't).

Back to the story:

The firm utilizes teams of interviewers, so he is sitting across from five attorneys who are peppering him with questions. Of course, one of the interviewers, probably a litigator, decides to be the hardass and asks: "What do you mean on your résumé when you list excellent oral and written communication skills?"

Without missing a beat, my sarcastic and quick-witted friend answers: "Haven't you understood everything I have said so far?"

The other four interviewers burst out laughing, probably because the hardass was shown to be a fool. Needless to say, no offer.

HA!!! We like this story. The applicant erred by including the empty boast of "excellent oral and written communication skills" on his résumé. But then he redeemed himself beautifully, when one of his interviewers tried to expose its emptiness.

To be sure, the applicant pissed off the prick interviewer, thus torpedoing his chances of getting an offer. But we do love how he turned this job interview into a Beckett play, or a strange work of performance art. He's our interview hero for the day.

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Supreme Court clerks, aka "the Elect," are gods and goddesses of the legal profession. But as our latest interview horror story shows, they aren't perfect -- at least not all the time. Sometimes SCOTUS clerks let their lofty status go to their heads, treating the Great Unwashed like "the little people."*

Check out our latest law firm interview war story:

Setting: Very mid-size city in a flyover state.
Firm: Litigation boutique where two members of the "Elect" worked.

Interviewee shows up for his interview and is forced to wait. His interview is with a name partner of the firm, a member of the Elect.

After waiting fifteen minutes or so for the partner to show up, his secretary escorts the interviewee into the partner's office, where he's finishing a call. As the secretary brings the interviewee in to sit, she also hands the partner his mail.

After a minute or two, the partner ends the call. The interviewee has been sitting there quietly the whole time, completely unacknowledged by the partner.

The partner then picks up his mail and starts going through it, while the interviewee sits there. The partner still has not said a word to the interviewee.

After several more minutes of the silent treatment, the interviewee finally gets up and leaves. At the reception desk, the interviewee is asked where he is going. His response, as he walks out the door: "I have seen everything I need to see to know about whether I want to work here."

* If Leona Helmsley had clerked on the Supreme Court, her famous phrase would have been: "Only the little people don't get $200,000 signing bonuses."

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* Meet Aquagirl. She's the Cleary Gottlieb summer associate who had too much to drink, then wound up in the drink.

* But even Aquagirl can land a good job -- in fact, two (a Biglaw gig, and a clerkship) -- after her fifteen minutes of infamy.

* In fact, legal employment is even available to people who make pathetic fools of themselves at their interview lunches.

* Interview Horror Stories: Is the supply inexhaustible? (Click here, scroll down.)

* More law firms get the urge to merge. The latest legal Brangelinas: Dewey/Orrick, Thelen Reid/Brown Raysman, and Pitney Hardin/Day Berry.

* The Ninth Circuit: Why can't they all just get along?

* Speaking of the Ninth Circuit, Judge Kozinski is just as cool as ever. And he photographs well, too. The New Jersey Supreme Court, on the other hand, does not.

* When you aggregate the "Most Favorite Justice" and "Least Favorite Justice" scores, Justice Scalia comes out on top.

* So ATL readers think that Justice Scalia rules (except for those who blame him for judicial incivility). But does anyone want to take a nude cruise with him?

The Interview Horror Stories just keep on coming -- and we love 'em. So if you have one to share, please send it to us, by email.

Our latest tale concerns an interviewer who was, er, less than welcoming:

I had an interview [for a summer associate position] at a large, downtown DC law firm that specializes in financial services.... After my first tepid interview with the hiring partner, who talked a lot about "initiative" and "drive" and "adding value," I was propelled into the office of one of the senior associates.

The associate let out a big sigh and rolled her eyes when I was introduced. Then, once the door was shut, she proceeded to give me the most hostile interview of my life, sneering at my journal membership and involvement in campus activities.

After shredding my résumé to bits, she gave me a halfhearted pitch for the firm, unenthusiastically listing benefits such as an in-house gym and "humane" billing hour requirements. As proof that the firm supposedly valued "work-life balance," she mentioned that she was going on vacation the next day.

I didn't particularly care about her vacation plans. But, trying to be polite, I said, "How nice. Where are you going?"

She reacted as though I had just asked for her Social Security number, credit score, and blood type. She shot me a suspicious glare, and backed her chair away a foot or so.

"Why do you need to know that?"

"I don't know," I said, confused. "I was just asking."

"Well I'm just going with my husband somewhere, OK?"

"OK."

The rest of the interview was spent in stilted, desultory talk about practice areas. After rotating through two more bland interviews (though thankfully not as bad as that one), I was out on the street, grateful to be free and horrified at what life must be like in that office.

It's odd that our correspondent was interviewed by such an unpleasant person. The law firms tend to pick their most charming and attractive lawyers to handle recruiting interviews. They shield you from the crazies and the meanies until you arrive as a permanent associate -- when there's no turning back...

Thankfully, our story has a happy ending:

The next day I wrote the firm a letter asking them to remove me from consideration. I've since accepted an offer from a firm where the employees react normally to polite questions.

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This is the continuation of an interview horror story that we started earlier. You can read the prior installment here.

When we last left our hero, an applicant for a lateral position at a top Silicon Valley law firm, he had just said a bunch of completely boneheaded things at an interview lunch with two associates. Here's what happened next:

[C]omfortable with our friendliness, the interviewee asked us whether he should make follow-up contact with the four other Biglaw firms who had interviewed him last month.

Obviously, this question is wrong on so many levels:

1. He's asking us advice about getting a job with competitors;
2. He's just informed us that four other BigLaws have passed on him;
3. Those other firms passed on him probably because he acted like this with their interviewers as well, thus showing an inability to learn from his mistakes; and
4. He didn't have the judgment to realize points 1 through 3.

My friend, a far kinder person than I, attempted to formulate an answer. I told him firmly that he should not, and headed to the restroom.

Frighteningly enough, this isn't the end of the story. It gets even worse:

When I returned to the table, my friend was repeatedly telling the candidate, "I'm sorry about your situation. I'm really really sorry." After we drove back to the office and the candidate left, my friend pulled me aside and freaked out.

Apparently, while I was in the restroom, my friend was trying to console the candidate, telling him that it sounded like he got a raw deal. The candidate replied: "Well, YOU can make it right. Please give me a job. Please! Please!"

He literally begged for a position. My friend was trying to calm him down when I returned to the table.

Then Sally Struthers showed up and told the two associates: "All it takes to redeem this associate from a life of public-interest law poverty is $150,000 a year. For the cost of just two venti caramel frappuccinos, you could pay his dry cleaning bill for a day. Your decision about whether to give this applicant a good write-up could determine his tax bracket for the year. Please act now!"

Surprisingly enough, this story has a happy ending:

According to the state bar website, the candidate eventually did get a position at a decent MidLaw. Thus, if there is a silver lining to this, it's that even begging, pathetic schmos can get hired somewhere so long as they passed the Bar.

Earlier: Interview Horror Stories: Don't Make Him Beg (Part 1)

Another interview horror story from the West Coast (just like our last two). And this one is a real gem. Here you go:

Back when I was a junior associate at a BigLaw in Silicon Valley, a colleague of mine grabbed me to take a candidate to an interview lunch. My colleague had heard through the alumni grapevine that this candidate was, well, a character.

Now, this was during the Tech Bubble Burst, when certain BigLaws were laying off associates but calling it "thinning the herd." The candidate was from one of those firms, which usually would've been a death knell. But apparently he did well enough with my other colleagues that they gave him a lukewarm approval, and he had a pretty good resume.

Generally, I try to be friendly during interviews -- candidates tend to let down their guard that way. It's a good thing that I was.

After engaging in small talk, I mentioned that he had a lot of case management and motion experience for a junior associate according to his resume. Instead of hitting that soft pitch out of the park, he proceeded to tell my friend and me that his firm stuck him with a "dinosaur of a partner" that the firm didn't know what to do with. This partner let him run with the case because it was pro bono and he "didn't really care what happened."

Things went really downhill from there. My friend asked him if he knew one of her friends that worked at the candidate's current firm. He informed us that he didn't because he kept mostly to himself at lunch.

Over the next hour, he proceeded to tell us that a certain partner at his firm was "a bitch," that other associates stole his books, that he could take as long as he wanted for lunch because no one would miss him, and that he was leaving his current firm because he "didn't have a future there." My friend and I were stunned, feeling a mixture of pity and horror.

Pretty awful, eh? But it actually gets worse, and worse still.

Check back in later today, for the sequel to this sorry tale (wherein the meaning of the post title will be made clear).

Update: You can read the sequel by clicking here.

(Have an interview horror story of your own that you'd like to share? Please send it to us, by email. We will keep you anonymous, unless you request otherwise.)

This next tale isn't really an interview "horror" story, and it's from many years ago. But we found it somewhat interesting. From another western reader:

This may shock you, but there are white shoe firms in the West. I had an interview with one in 1983.

I showed up for the interview in cowboy boots, Pendleton Wool shirt over a turtle neck and cords. The senior associate that did the first interview was obviously uncomfortable with my attire, but said nothing.

He passed me on to the junior partner who was also uncomfortable and asked if I owned a suit. I replied, "I have spent the last seven years putting myself through college and law school. There were more important things to spend $200 dollars on, like rent and groceries. I have been able to get by with a sport coat in most situations, but if offered a position here, I would like a recommendation on a good men's shop to obtain a wardrobe suitable for the office."

He seemed satisfied with the answer, and we moved on to other topics.

We commend this reader for his chutzpah, for his jujitsu-esque ability to turn a potential problem to his advantage. It plays out like a scene in a movie, in which our impoverished but scrappy protagonist breaks into the world of Biglaw. Any casting suggestions?

(We predict, however, that some killjoy commenter will point out that this reader could have obtained a secondhand suit at the Salvation Army, and taken it to the dry cleaners, for minimal expense.)

Lunch was with these two and two senior partners in the firm at the Hotel Utah. So, now you know the firm is in Salt Lake City. During lunch, the managing partner asked me, "Mr. [X], what is the greatest asset you can bring to this firm?" "I can take a client to a three martini lunch, return to the office, and get work out the door," I replied.

Hmm, not bad -- another scene that strikes us as having cinematic possibilities. It's sort of like the Western meets Biglaw. A young attorney, who makes up for his lack of wealth and polish with intelligence and self-reliance, succeeds in landing the coveted law firm job.

Alas, the real-life story didn't have a Hollywood ending:

I knew I wasn't going to get an offer going in. The firm had a rep of hiring only Ivy League grads, but always interviewed top candidates from "Western law schools" to keep from getting sued for discrimination. But, they and two other firms in SLC paid for my plane ticket and a couple of nights hotel stay, so why not have some fun?

It seems that this reader genuinely wanted a job with this firm, and just didn't get it -- with an expenses-paid trip to Salt Lake City as just a consolation prize. Of course, ATL does not condone the practice of interviewing with firms that you have absolutely no interest in working for, just so you can get a trip to some fun city.

(But if you do engage in this practice, do NOT boast about it when interviewing with the firms that you are genuinely interested in working for. They won't think you're "cool," but just ethically challenged.)

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Some of you think we don't give the West Coast enough love here at ATL. We're happy to report that our next few interview anecdotes come from west of the Rockies.

Here's the first:

Some years ago, I was a junior associate at a Big Firm in San Francisco. I was asked to take a young female law student out to lunch after her morning round of interviews. I grabbed another associate, and the three of us went off to a nearby expensive, formal, white-tablecloth restaurant.

Things were going fine. The conversation turned to family pets, which was okay because my wingman (wingwoman, actually) was a dog lover.

But then the law student brought up the male dog her family had when she was a child, who was a lovely dog -- except for his propensity to hump everything, including legs, furniture, etc. At first this was okay, and made us all laugh.

But then, encouraged by the laughter, the interviewee proceeded to stand up from her seat at the table -- in an expensive, formal, white-tablecloth restaurant -- and physically pantomime the dog's humping movements. All the while, she was describing the humping at the top of her lungs, and laughing hysterically.

Result: No offer.

Guess her pantomiming left something to be desired. Was she wearing a pantsuit or a skirt suit?

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Law firm recruiting season is winding down, but we remain interested in your job interview horror stories. To read prior stories, click here, then scroll down.

(Note: The "horror" in "interview horror stories" is loosely defined. Stories that are somewhat embarrassing or mildly amusing will suffice.)

Most of our interview horror stories involve interviewees saying or doing stupid things, during their Biglaw interview or at lunch. But sometimes it's the interviewers who are boneheaded.

This story has been making the rounds at East Coast law schools:

A young woman goes in for an on-campus interview with a large law firm. Her interviewer is an elderly partner at a very conservative, white-shoe kind of place.

The interview is going smoothly. But then the interviewer starts complaining about promising female associates who get married, have kids, and leave the firm.

Such comments are highly improper and/or illegal. There are a number of ways to deal with them, in appropriate yet subtle fashion. But our interviewee decides to tackle this problem head-on:

"You don't need to worry about that happening with me. I'm a lesbian."

The stuffy old partner is at a complete loss for words. He's probably never met a lesbian in his life.

There's a long, awkward pause. Finally, the partner breaks the silence:

"Have you thought about Paul Weiss?"

Illegal / Improper Job Interview Questions [Cornell Law School]
Top 10 Lesbian Cars for 2006 [About.com]

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* Who is the hottest dean? Your nominations are needed.

(At right: A portrait of Howard Dean as a young man. Seriously.)

* Who is the Paris Hilton of the federal judiciary?

* Are you a professor at a private law school? If so, how much money do you make?

* Why are those Florida judges always getting themselves into trouble?

* It's interview season -- for law firm jobs, judicial clerkships, etc. Do you know the do's and don'ts of interviewing?

* Legal Eagle Wedding Watch: It's a tie!

* Congratulations to Alice Fisher and Ken Wainstein, who were (finally) confirmed by the Senate as, respectively, heads of the DOJ's Criminal Division and National Security Division.

* Outstanding Discovery Requests: Handicapping the Race to Partnership, Skaddenfreude (Academic Salaries), Internal Memos.

Remember the not-so-little secret we let you in on the other day: that all big law firms are pretty much the same?*

If you question that conventional wisdom, consider this interview tale:

I walked into an on-campus interview with a prominent DC firm. The interview room had a big window, and the interviewer must have been relying all day on the natural light coming through the window. So he had forgotten to turn the overhead light on. However, my interview was in the early evening.... The result was a dark room, with only one light on: a desk lamp, which happened to be shining directly into my face. It felt like an interrogation.

The interviewer himself didn't help matters. This partner looked like he hadn't slept in a week. He was dour and unfriendly. It was one of those lazy interviews, where the interviewer just lets you ask questions. So I asked my litany of innocuous, and boring, questions.

After a few, he tilted his head and said, "You know, none of those questions will do anything to distinguish our firm from any other major firm in DC." Taken aback, and a bit annoyed, I replied, "Well then, what really does set your firm apart?"

He paused in thought. Then he said, "Not much really. I can't think of anything." I pressed him, asking, "Why did you decide to join [this firm]?" "Oh, I don't know. A bunch of my friends went there, so I went too."

Hey, at least he was honest...

The interview went on for about ten more painful minutes. As I was about to leave, the interviewer said, "You know, I guess if there's one thing that really does set our firm apart, it's the people. The people here are friendly and collegial and down-to-earth."

Umm, right....

* All the same except for Wachtell Lipton, which pays much better -- but where you work much harder.

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Our series on Interview Horror Stories has released a wave of funny interview anecdotes throughout the blogosphere. In addition to yesterday's amusingly awkward anecdote from David Bernstein, check out Eric Muller's two contributions: a funny-but-evil law firm story, and a butt-clenchingly mortifying faculty job talk story (anecdote #2).

And now, our latest funny/embarrassing interview story, courtesy of a kind reader:

I was interviewing mostly with Boston firms. Inevitably I was asked about my Denver-heavy resume, and I had developed a whole spiel about why I wanted to work in Boston. On my last interview of the day, the interviewers asked the resume question right out of the gate.

I launched into my nearly memorized response: "Rest assured, my desire to work in Boston is sincere. I've been in Boston for college and law school. I love it here. There's a rhythm and a dynamism here that you just don't find out West. I have a real connection with the city, and frankly, I can't imagine practicing law anywhere but Boston."

The two interviewers looked at each other, then at me. Then they reminded me that they were, in fact, from a Silicon Valley firm. I did not get a callback.

(For the record, everything worked out. I did end up practicing in Boston for several years, before the lure of home brought me back to Denver.)

Good stuff. Have your own interview horror story that you'd be willing to share? Please email us. We define "horror" loosely; we're just looking for stories that pass the "mildly amusing" test. We will omit your name and any firm names, unless you request otherwise. Thankee kindly.

Law Faculty Hiring Horror Stories [Is That Legal?]
My "Most Unethical Law Firm Interview" Story [Is That Legal?]
My Funniest Law Firm Interview Story [Volokh Conspiracy]

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