Long ago I attended an interview with a local bank, and the interviewer was a vp, looked Verlee sickly. My leeferal told me beforehand, that the interviewer will be someone undergoing chemotherapy.
Despite being sickly, she whacked me jialat jialat about me always job hopping, and therefore having a stagnant salary.
I agreed and acknowledged it.
But same time in my mind, I had the urged to leemind her that life isn't about working and working.
But since she is a workaholic, I just zipped.
And same time i doesn't feel to work under her as well, so I left the room, thanking her for her time spent on me.