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Conflict of Interest

Generally my workplace is pretty good. Over the last few days though I have found myself feeling a little miffed by their policies. Last week they interviewed my sister and she won the competition for the position within my department. But does she get the job? No. Apparently it is a conflict of interest since she is my sister. So why interview her in the first place? They got my hopes up that I would have someone capable and friendly to work with and now I get to be disappointed and wait to see if they choose another clerk as useless as the last for me to train. And now my sister is disappointed. Anyway to borrow a friends new motto, "I'm so not impressed"

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  1. Look up.October 7, 2010 at 3:51 PM

    Boo! I didn't hear about any of this. ... I'm sorry for how disappointing that this was. You're right though, why have the interview in the first place then?

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  2. MichelleOctober 8, 2010 at 6:13 PM

    The other thing that my comment-that-got-lost said: I love being borrowed!

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