It helps to stand out a bit. Easy for me to say i know, but i dont read too much wrong with what happened and if the rest went very well i think you will be fine.
Reckon you caught him with his hand in the cookie jar. That’s why he was so shifty. Grass him to FCA and start your career as an international financial crime fighter. Get a cape and sit on a roof top waiting for a dollar shape searchlight to be beamed onto the clouds.
He might have thought that you were trying to catch him out, but hopefully would look at that in a good light(smart and inquisitive).
First impressions matter a lot Mr T, so the fact that up to that point you had had a positive interview should be ample evidence of the kind of person you are.
I’m with your mates. You had already done enough impressing for one badly put question to decide your fate.
Relax, as you say, getting this far has done your confidence the world of good and that alone is a big deal for your future.
Head to Milan with confidence 
You’re judged on the interview as a whole and one bad question won’t change the overall view if it went well for the rest of the time. Anyway, nothing you can do now so no point dwelling on it!
How do you know that? Perhaps he enjoys wallowing in the pits of self-manufactured, exaggerated and frankly gratuitous despair.
I know I do 
Personally I would have settled for a real safe question like, “Do we get Luncheon Vouchers?” It’s pertinent and one he’s not likely to have heard for a while.
It shows you’re practical, grounded and foucussed on money matters.
You may as well do a Mr Burns:-
“Yes, I’d like to send this letter to the Prussian Consulate in Siam by aero mail. Am I too late for the 4:30 autogyro?”
“Passion” and “auditing” in the same sentence Cherts?
Really?
That takes me back - Can you still get luncheon vouchers these days LITSL?
Yep my wife dishes them out every morning.
Edit: Looks like everyone can have them… http://www.edenred.co.uk/our-solutions/employee-benefits/luncheon-vouchers/#.WAaDg1QrLMw
Pah!
Edenred? mere amateurs in the EB game!
Yep! I was like “what the fuck?” (obviously not out loud).
This really is truly one of the biggest pet peeves I have. At what point did a job; that which by definition someone has to pay you tens of thousands of pounds per year to get you to do, suddenly have to become a passion!? Whatever happened to the attitude that work-is-work and it isn’t particularly pleasant but let’s just all be honest on that one so that we can make the whole thing a bit more bearable?
This thread had better have a happy ending.
No pressure.
If it goes pear-shaped just PM me and I’ll come up with some good reasons for why you turned it down.
Maybe some jobs aren’t all about the money. Just a thought.
If money isn’t the main concern when it comes to your work then you’re very, very, very fortunate.
The vast majority of people worldwide, and even here in the UK, *have* to work to live and that’s the primary issue. Money earned at work makes not just a difference to your quality of life, but the life you can give your children, your relationships, your entire security structure and yes, a vast difference to your happiness (there are studies proving that happiness basically increases with pay between £20k to about £45k- though I’m sure that’s a pay range you left behind long ago).
The high-handed ‘meh, its not all about the money you know’ is such a privileged position to be in its unbelievable. So out of touch.
I’m just picturing a knackered Deliveroo driver who’s just finished her Saturday evening shift of her second job after working all day in a call-centre to feed her kids popping over to Cholula’s house.
“Why the long face?”
“Ah…you know…I earn £6.51 per hour so have to work two jobs…its hard when you’re trying to put food on the table for your kids. If I could only earn a little more then at least I’d be able to spend more time with them.”
“Let me give you a life lesson deary… *smugly looks at massive house behind him*… life isn’t all about the money you know. Every morning I wake up and spend a good hour doing yoga and meditating, try it some time… life is so much more important!”
“Er, yeah I have to be up at 5 for job as an office cleaner… Enjoy the curry *jumps back on bike*”
That’s how I tend to live my work life. It’s a bit sad, but then there’s not many jobs that I think I’d have a passion for. I try to do the job I can for the most money in the least hours.
That’s why my ideal job would be a London tube driver. £50k p/a. Around 50 days holiday and a union backing you to the hilt. Given that a director at a big 4 firm makes £80-100k or so I genuinely think that the tube driver wins in terms of sheer work-to-reward ratio.
And hey, from £50k upwards money actually isn’t that big a deal. You’re not unable to say, live somewhere comfortably (renting or not), maintain friendships and relationships, go out for the occasional meal or treat, have kids or go on holiday etc. on £50k. From there, it really is just bonuses and luxuries.