So, I was flipping through some old stuff the other day, and boom, remembered that whole thing with Matt Hardy. You know, the time he had to strip off a dress or something just to qualify for a match? Wild times in wrestling, truly.
It wasn’t the wrestling itself that stuck with me, funny enough. It was more the idea of doing something kinda out there, something maybe a bit embarrassing, just to get a shot at something. It kinda dragged up this memory from years ago, back when I was trying to get my foot in the door at this one place.
My Own ‘Qualifying’ Moment
This wasn’t wrestling, obviously. It was this small company, doing… well, I barely remember what they did now, some kind of marketing gadget stuff. Anyway, I really needed the work. Sent my resume, got the call, went in for the interview. Standard stuff, right?
Wrong. The first interview was fine, talked to the manager. Seemed okay. Then they called me back for a second round. This time, it was with the big boss, the owner. Okay, figured it was serious now. I show up, ready to talk shop.
But this guy, the owner, he wasn’t asking about my experience much. He was more into… team building? I guess? He takes me and like two other candidates out back behind the building. There’s this weird little obstacle course set up. Like, crawling under a net, stepping through tires, that kind of thing. For a desk job!
He says, “Alright, gotta see who really wants it! Last one through buys the first round if hired!”
- I’m standing there in my interview clothes.
- Thinking, is this guy serious?
- Looked at the other two candidates, they looked just as confused.
Part of me wanted to just walk away. Felt ridiculous. Like, what does crawling through tires prove about my ability to manage accounts or whatever the job was? But damn, I needed that job. Rent wasn’t gonna pay itself. So, yeah. I did it. Took off my jacket, rolled up my sleeves, and awkwardly stumbled through this goofy course.
Felt like a complete idiot. Got dirt on my pants. Probably looked desperate. Did I get the job? Nope. Got a call a week later saying they went with someone else. Maybe the person who crawled faster, who knows.
So yeah, watching wrestlers do crazy stuff on TV for their ‘storylines’ sometimes just reminds me that real life can get pretty weird too. You find yourself doing things you never thought you would, just trying to ‘qualify’ for the next step. Didn’t work out for me that time, but hey, it’s a story, right?
