I had this happen to me last year. I'd applied for a job in June or July. I keep a "jobs applied for" log, but in August, my hard drive crashed. In November, on a Friday, I get a call to come and interview for a job. I try to fish out the position by asking the caller "this is for the...." and I'm met with silence. I awkwardly end the conversation (in hindsight, I should've just asked then). I spend about a half-hour trying to run down what vacancy this position is. Google cache is futile. Interview is first thing Monday morning. I walk into the interview in a suit and tie and am immediately faced with a panel of five people dressed in jeans and polos (yes, this is the first interview). I get drilled for about an hour. I actually managed the interview well, my work experience is broad enough that I know a little about a lot. I can tell one woman detests me, but the other woman likes me, and the guys seem warm. Then, I blow it. The end of the interview comes and they ask me if I have any questions. I explain the circumstances and then ask what the job was that I applied for. The mean woman rolls her eyes and shakes her head, a couple of guys express admiration for my quick thinking. I lose the second woman though, who tells me I should've been honest about it up front. Honestly though, things worked out for the best. I got a better job anyway.