Once upon a time, after going through four interviews, an interviewer-imposed psychological assessment, and a myriad of other cuckoo things, at the end of the fourth interview, the following conversation transpired:
[INTERVIEWER]: It has come down to you and another candidate. We will be choosing the other candidate. After having gotten to know you, while your qualifications are impressive, we feel that you do not appear to have a sense of humour and you do not communicate willingly with people whom you consider to be less intelligent than yourself.
[SNORGY]: I am here talking to you, aren't I?
I didn't get the job. Two days later, they fired the guy who did. I never did find out what happened to their psychologist. I heard a rumour that he went on to get an MBA.