I had an interview for an intership somewhere in Amsterdam. Now, this company where I was supposed to have the interview had recently moved to a new location, but didn't update that information into Google Maps, so I went to the wrong building, which was dead-centre in the Red Lights District. So this guy comes out, I ask him if I'm in the right place, and he says yes (probably didn't know that they moved), and let me in. I look around the building, search every floor, but the company simply isn't there. Then, on the corner of my eye I see a guy down the hallway.

Now I want you to imagine, down this long hallway stands a guy wearing a white speedo-undie, looks like he's a hybrid Severus Snape crack addict mixed with a 100 year old Steve Coogan slowly walking towards me. First came confusion, then came laughter, then came horror. So I'm doing the best I can to look upwards and not at his unmentionables. He asks what I'm doing in his house, even though I'm about 20 meters away from his apartment. I try and divert the question by asking if this company is still there. He starts grinning, "No, they moved out." Alright, at least the guy was cooperative. I thank the guy, and before I could turn around he just says: "You'll be gone from this building in 2 minutes." I get the fuck out of dodge. So I pull out my mobile phone once I'm back in the hallway on the main floor, to make a call to the guy I was supposed to meet, he told me that they were in a completely different building. Then, from up above I just hear this guy yelling at me: "I WILL KILL YOU IF YOU DON'T GET OUT OF THIS BUILDING RIGHT FUCKING NOW!" So I left.

Fuck that shit man.