Listen, mate. Until I actually have the job, you don't get to dictate any aspect of my: - Hair - Clothes - Diet - Grooming (including nail polish and makeup) You're requesting my labour. The least you can do is realise it's a two-way street
I’m sorry, but if you bring an iced coffee - or any damn beverage at all - to a job interview, you’re disqualified. It’s not hard, people.