I applied as an intern to a prop trading firm during my junior year of college. After the phone interview, I was invited in for an on-site. I get there and it's

I applied as an intern to a prop trading firm during my junior year of college. After the phone interview, I was invited in for an on-site. I get there and it's your standard electronic trading firm setup. Open office, desks grouped somewhat by the team you were on or what product you traded, so on and so forth. They take me into this small conference room off of the main floor. It really could only seat two people comfortably but had seats for four. We started to talk about a pairs trading project that I'd done in my spare time when I hear a yelp come off of the floor and then the ear-splitting noise of Bawitdaba by Kid Rock blaring from the desk immediately outside of the conference room. I can't emphasize enough just how little of a reaction the interviewer had. I paused momentarily and he gave a look to encourage me to continue talking, only now I had to yell. I answered the rest of the question as though we were communicating at a construction site. He then asked a follow-up, only this time he yelled as well. This continued for the approximately four minutes that the song lasted from start to finish, and when it was over we went back to our normal speaking voices. Neither of us ever acknowledged the impromptu Kid Rock concert. I got the internship and was later offered a full-time position but turned it down to do startup-esque things.