I had applied for a role years ago. I walk into the room to shake the interviewer's hand. She didn't bother to stand up – she stayed seated, which isn't the end of the world, of course, but she proceeded to shake my hand while holding on to a pen in the same hand. Weird. So we sit down and I shit you not, the very first thing she asks me: What are you?”
Me: Excuse me?
Her: what are you? Are you middle eastern?
Nevermind the fact that I am nowhere near middle eastern, just the sheer audacity and brazen ridiculousness of that to be asked during an interview blew my mind.