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quidditchgrrlI am so glad Valentine's Day is over. A little girl did make my day by saying, "Happy Valentine's Day" and giving me one of those sincere kid smiles. Little kindnesses go a long way!
It made me feel like less of a horrible person because
My newest hire has been a big bust. He's a teenager, and he has been nothing short of a lazy sack of crap. He deliberately misshelves things, wanders around (he didn't think anyone noticed) instead of coming back for more work, changes assignments in the middle of tasks, and I caught him talking to a friend instead of working.
We had a coaching session with him, his job coach from the school, the HR director. He had nothing to say about the mis-shelved books (egregious and willful neglect of duties for a shelver). He signed the list of expectations.
And then the little jerk kept on doing what he'd been doing. And he didn't show up for work Sunday. *tears hair out*
This kid interviewed great. He didn't have a stellar reference from the grocery store he'd worked at, but we took a chance on him.
I called him in to talk, and to tell him I was recommending discharge. Kept saying he *wanted* to do the job, but had no response to my "actions speak louder than words" statement. He cried a little bit - and I felt like the world's biggest MEANIE! - and I sent him home.
*sigh* No one saidlazy fuckwits this job would be easy.
Know how I said we don't celebrate Valentine's Day? Well. I got home and there were Hershey's swoops, hershey's kisses, and this all-out cheesy singing dog plushie.
Yes, my husband is a cheeseball. I can just see Ron Weasley bringing one of these things home to Hermione for Valentine's Day. Cute though.
It made me feel like less of a horrible person because
My newest hire has been a big bust. He's a teenager, and he has been nothing short of a lazy sack of crap. He deliberately misshelves things, wanders around (he didn't think anyone noticed) instead of coming back for more work, changes assignments in the middle of tasks, and I caught him talking to a friend instead of working.
We had a coaching session with him, his job coach from the school, the HR director. He had nothing to say about the mis-shelved books (egregious and willful neglect of duties for a shelver). He signed the list of expectations.
And then the little jerk kept on doing what he'd been doing. And he didn't show up for work Sunday. *tears hair out*
This kid interviewed great. He didn't have a stellar reference from the grocery store he'd worked at, but we took a chance on him.
I called him in to talk, and to tell him I was recommending discharge. Kept saying he *wanted* to do the job, but had no response to my "actions speak louder than words" statement. He cried a little bit - and I felt like the world's biggest MEANIE! - and I sent him home.
*sigh* No one said
Know how I said we don't celebrate Valentine's Day? Well. I got home and there were Hershey's swoops, hershey's kisses, and this all-out cheesy singing dog plushie.
Yes, my husband is a cheeseball. I can just see Ron Weasley bringing one of these things home to Hermione for Valentine's Day. Cute though.
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Date: 2005-02-15 02:03 pm (UTC)Aw, yer husband is a cheese factory! That's so cute. Mine left a gift card for a massage next to the computer yesterday. He promised no cards or gifts because we have been coming up short in the moola department lately with house repairs and high heating costs and what-nots. Of course since I got him nothing... I called him a dickhead for getting me a V-Day present. I'm such a nice girl, aren't I? ;o)