I once forced my own interview when I was 17.
Managed to slip inside a media HQ, knew the editor always got in around 6.30am.
I was sat waiting for him inside his office with my dodgiest tie on and examples of my work and writings. He almost shit himself.
He asked me 'what the fuck I was doing?' and that I should 'go get some proper fucking qualifications'. He then called for security to throw me out of the building.
Walked to the bus stop feeling like the world was about to end.
I got a call at the end of the day from his secretary saying he was impressed with my initiative and I started as a trainee Monday morning.
That was 23 years ago. These days I would probably be accused of being a terrorist or a phone hacker!
I work for myself, it's easier!