Saw a lump come in for an interview today... I sit in the back of my office space away from the main meeting room, so I often don't see candidates arriving for interviews or leaving. However, today I happened to be walking to the kitchen for coffee right as one happened to be finishing her interview and walking to the door.  This bitch guys. Lol. OK so, I'm in a pretty sjw-friendly city, so you'll frequently see people in professional office environments with that "quirky" look-at-me style that's basically defined by random piercings, washed out hair dye, and eyebrows that look like a 6 year old got feisty with a brown crayon. This thing was basically all of the above AND like 50-60 lbs on the north end of a healthy bmi. Gross.  So it's sluggishly making its way toward the door with the interviewer. Interviewer looks relieved to finally be done with it. And then our paths cross right outside the kitchen as I turn to go in. I look at it, taking it all in: bad posture, loud makeup, jeans and a weird grey T-shirt. I'm wearing super cute heeled boots and a nice dress because fuck me,  I'm relatively young, this is a new job, and I want to be taken seriously. I smile at the hunchback slug sweetly and say, "Oh, you must have been interviewing for [name of position]. Good luck!" It sneeeeered at me and in the most sullen tone was like, "thanks..." So I smiled at it even harder and replied, "I like your shirt!" as I slid into the kitchen away from its beetus aura. There was nothing nice about its shapeless tarp,  so it was a subtle dig, but to anyone listening it would have sounded like a pleasant compliment. Meh, workplace shitlording is hard these days. What can you do? I doubt I'll see it again... Tldr: Gross slug shows up at my office for an interview and is salty toward me. I give it an insult veiled as a compliment and continue to be thin and successful in life.