academic job interview horror stories

"I am Yang Jian. By the time you read this, I've already been dead..." A strange parchment, an eye that peeks into the darkness. This is the memoir of a person who survived.

This is the 40,000th year of the Empire's dominance over the Galaxy. The glory of the Great Expedition has long been buried in the dust of history. Su Yu has transmigrated here, opening his eyes to the ruins of a planet in front of him, utterly bewildered. On this planet, there are war machines that stretch for thousands of kilometers, now broken to the extreme, alien beasts whose roars can shatter mountains and rivers, and radiation alien beasts whose mere movement causes further destruction to the surrounding environment— There is everything here, except hope. Whether willingly or not, Su Yu struggled to survive for three years and finally inevitably contracted radiation sickness, seemingly about to become one of the despairing. Until his Profession Panel, capable of infinite job transfers, finally activated. "Ding!" "Detected that the host has met the prerequisites; do you want to take the profession of [Mechanic]?" "Completing this job will allow you to gain profession experience through daily maintenance, recovery, and assembly of mechanical creations, leveling up the profession, and with each upgrade, you receive an enhancement amplification of your physical attributes..." Looking at the pile of broken gun parts in his repair room, an unprecedented light lit up in Su Yu's eyes! Years later, at the core of the Empire, at the highest point of the Terra world, Su Yu, the Mechanic from Ruins Star, Ghost Shadow Blade of Dead Silence Wilderness, Initiator of the Giant God Soldier Project's Restart, Governor of the Shattered Star Region, Master of Mechanical Ascension, Supreme Throne of the Forging World, looked at the torrent of steel gathering below and commanded with a wave of his hand! [Our goal is to make the (second) (crossed out) Empire great again!]

In an era when knowledge was banned, the physician Lyle had to be extremely cautious even in academic research, an invitation from the Andrei Academy materialized before his eyes. The Andrei Academy of Cassandale? Lyle peered closely at the tombstone before him, hissing, "Ah, the scholars here really know how to pick a spot."

Global changes have occurred, the world has turned into a game, and strange monsters are raging all over the world. To become stronger and to resist disasters. Everyone is changing classes and moving up their ranks like crazy. Some people become wizards in their first transformation, while others become professional thunder warriors in their second transformation. But Ling Zhan did the opposite. First, he chose a non-professional class and added the blue bar to all attribute points. “It's crazy. I don't have a class. All I have are low-level skills before I change classes. How can I fight in the later stages? What's the use of the blue bars? It can't increase combat effectiveness. It's really funny...” However, when the battle occurs, Level 3 Thunder Warrior: “I'm shocked, non-professionals are so strong?” A certain third-level Elf Queen: “Infinite blue bars, invincible in one-on-one combat, No. 1 in team battles, how can we fight like this?” Patreon link for those interested: https://www.patreon.com/FALCON_N

[Linguistics Skill: Lv0 (7/10)] [Apothecary Skill: Lv1 (15/100)] [Knight Breathing Skill: Lv2 (36/200)] [Knight Breathing Skill Experience Point +1] ------ In the year 3077 of the Berta calendar, during the era of confusion before wizards had reached the throne, he brought them 'Straight A Student Panel.' He stepped into the sorcerer world, perfected sorcerer knowledge, like a bright moon dispelling the mists of the era. He was Ivan Marichardon, a pioneer of knowledge, he blazed trails for the way of the sorcerer.

My wife is pretending to be a bad student again. ###### After raising a foolish wife for nineteen years, she left a divorce paper and ran away! Sitting in a wheelchair, he looked calm: "She doesn't know the way, she won't get far." The subordinate reminded: "Madam has run abroad to compete..." Young Master remained expressionless: "She is a bad student, always last in every competition." The subordinate wiped his sweat: "But, Madam is a judge this time..." Mr. Emperor furrowed his brows: "Heh, what does a country girl know besides planting?" The subordinate wanted to cry: "A global top academic competition... in the men's category... as a judge..." He, who has a leg condition, suddenly stood up from the wheelchair: "I'll go compete!" = = At the competition venue. Looking at his foolish wife dressed as a man, handsome and charming, dominating all the awards; then in a long dress, radiant and mesmerizing, becoming a goddess revered in the fields of global medicine, pharmacy, botany, and even astrophysics... His eyes deepened: "No matter how amazing, she's still my woman!" Who would have thought, she arrogantly tossed a divorce paper: "Here, sign it!" [1v1 sweet love story, both heart-wrenching and heart-warming]

"Luo Qiao was framed by some scandalous news saying that she entered the room of the Best Actor. When she was scolded by an audience who didn't know the truth, she decided to leave the entertainment industry and return to inherit the family fortune. However, when she returned to her villa, she realized that her father had actually sold the villa to her childhood sweetheart and ex-boyfriend?! She questioned him angrily and wanted to buy the villa back, but this gorgeous and charming man said, ""I don't lack money. I only need a girlfriend."" Luo Qiao had no choice but to start cohabiting with her ex-boyfriend. All the slander and ridicule online disappeared overnight. Luo Qiao thought that her father had helped with the PR, but it was actually President Ming, her ex-boyfriend, who had done it. They didn't like each other because of the unhappy breakup that year. They had been in a relationship for seven years, from middle school to university graduation. President Ming had never given up on Luo Qiao, but what could he do to make his ex-girlfriend fall in love with him again? Haters, ""Family property? What family property does she have!"" The CEO of the Luo Corporation, who had hundreds of billions of assets, posted on Weibo, ""She's my daughter, my biological daughter."" Haters, ""What???"" Luo Qiao decided to give back to her fans with a lucky draw. Haters, ""Hehe, I don't care! Who doesn't have money?"" Luo Qiao, ""Comment on this Weibo post and I will choose someone to send them this piece of property."" Haters, ""???"" Luo Qiao and the top male celebrity went on variety shows. Haters, ""Hur hur, Luo Qiao is throwing herself at our idol again! Shameless!"" The next day, the media revealed that the President of the Ming Corporation, who had been trending on trending topics because of his freakish looks, was Luo Qiao's ex-boyfriend whom she had kicked out long ago… Haters, ""???"" Ex-boyfriend, ""??? I'm not going to be an ex-boyfriend for much longer.”"

[Horror Game Developer : My games really aren't that scary!] I hate horror. From the skittering sounds of footsteps racing behind me, to the soft yet unnervingly cold whispers curling around my ears... All of it. I hate it. So much so that I start puking whenever I reach a certain threshold. And yet, I am a Horror Game Developer. A crappy one at that. So, given my lack of ability, I decided to quit. And yet... [Congratulations, you've been selected for the Horror Game Developer System!] Nope, I don't want it. Let me quit. ※ Note : Your world might experience some changes. But don't worry! It's part of the game! *** This is a story about a game developer who hates horror, but has no choice but to develop games scary enough to traumatize people. You want to curse me for making you piss your pants? If that's the case, who do I curse? *** An SCP inspired story with its own twist! Discord : https://discord.gg/FK7ZQU3b9p

[Horror-Spieleentwickler: Meine Spiele sind wirklich nicht so gruselig!] Ich hasse Horror. Von den huschenden Geräuschen von Schritten, die hinter mir herjagen, bis zu den leisen, aber beunruhigend kalten Flüstern, die sich um meine Ohren winden... All das. Ich hasse es. So sehr, dass ich anfange zu kotzen, wenn ich eine bestimmte Schwelle erreiche. Und trotzdem bin ich ein Horror-Spieleentwickler. Ein miserabler noch dazu. Also habe ich beschlossen, aufzuhören, angesichts meiner mangelnden Fähigkeiten. Und doch... [Glückwunsch, Sie wurden für das Horror-Spielentwicklungssystem ausgewählt!] Nein, ich will es nicht. Lass mich aufhören. ※ Hinweis: Ihre Welt könnte einige Veränderungen erfahren. Aber keine Sorge! Es ist Teil des Spiels! *** Dies ist eine Geschichte über einen Spieleentwickler, der Horror hasst, aber keine andere Wahl hat, als Spiele zu entwickeln, die gruselig genug sind, um Menschen zu traumatisieren. Sie wollen mich verfluchen, weil ich Sie dazu gebracht habe, sich in die Hose zu machen? Wenn das der Fall ist, wen verfluche ich dann? *** Eine von SCP inspirierte Geschichte mit ihrer eigenen Wendung!

# DECISIVE Mutations occurred around the whole world and soon, a demonic apocalypse befell. In order to defend against demonic beings, humans swiftly entered a globalized digital age. Everyone would be able to choose between a fighting or a supporting job through awakening once they reached the age of 18. These people would get stronger by slaying demonic beings. Lu Yan had awakened to the weakest job, a Necromancer. However, he had also received a Job Supporting System and was able to reawaken into a hidden job, Lord of the Death. “Necromancers are so weak that they die in one hit!” “Man, that dude’s luck is just the worst. He did get a fighting job, but it’s the weakest. What can he do? Summon a few skeletons?” “Also, aren’t there only like a handful of Necromancers out there? There aren’t a lot of experience or resources for them to inherit. Their future seems bleak.” “Forget Necromancers! I got the Holy Knight job! Your all-around king is here!” Not long after that, Lu Yan appeared in a full set of Death Nether Armor while wielding the Death Soul Scythe and leading a 100 thousand-strong death army. With a single swing of his scythe, he split the mythical rank demonic beast in half. “Necromancers are weak? What does that have to do with me, the Lord of the Death?”