A true story:

You get a second interview six months after push and pull with the company telling you, they’re interested in you, then pulling the position, only to re-open the position, consider you again, then tell you they offered it to someone else who turned it down, but would like to consider you a candidate for another time. After all this you’re still interested in speaking with them and you finally have a date set to meet with the hiring manager. It’s a lunch interview, but nonetheless, you’re there to show ‘em what you’ve got.

A scheduled time and place are established and you anxiously pull out your best suit and shoes to put forth your best showing. You map out your route and leave extra time for any unforeseen accidents or delays to ensure you arrive on time. All systems are a go and you arrive on time. You find a sit near the entrance so you can be assured the interviewer sees you as soon as they arrive. You wait patiently for them to arrive, understanding that sometimes meetings run over and people do run late. Five minutes passes, 10 and 15. Sipping on your ice tea, you’re wondering if you’ve been stood. Your phone rings. It’s the manager and she tells you, “The scheduler gave you the wrong address.” Bewildered, you say, “the message I got said 555 Friendship Blvd.” She says back, “You need to come to K and 8th, that’s where I am.”

You’re not overly familiar with the area and not quite sure how long it will take you to get there. You think at least 15 minutes on foot and you have no cash for a cab, and the train is running on delays. Despite the logistics, you feel rushed and flustered. What do you do? Do you go on to the interview? Or do you kindly respond that you’d prefer to reschedule?