passions and soapboxes

My son ’88 was so thrilled when he got a job recently. He is a DJ and doing very well but not getting paid very well yet. He looked for a long time because there are not many jobs out there. We live in a small town and opportunity’s are few and far between. It was not a great job, but it was a job and it would pay his bills until the DJ-ing takes off. He had to be interviewed twice and a third time on the phone. He was told he had the job and he should come in for orientation at the end of the week. No problem, right! In the meantime they asked him to come in and work half a day without pay because their computers were down and they couldn’t file his paperwork until later. He wanted the job so he said okay, even though I told him it wasn’t legal. During the interview they had asked him some very personal questions like sexual orientation and did he have a girlfriend that would object to him working with women. He bought the clothes they told him he would need and worked the pay-free day. He was excited to start work in a few days. He knew he had a lot to learn but they said he would learn everything in training once he started. The day before he was supposed to start the manager called him and said that it wasn’t working out and that there wouldn’t be time to train him, that because of the holidays they would be too busy. She un-hired him. ARE YOU KIDDING ME!

This is the part where I name names. The retail store where he should be working is “The Body Shop”. They don’t have time to train him to rub lotion on customers. They don’t have time to train him to do makeovers. They. don’t. Have. Time. Well if she didn’t have time why did she hire him in the first place. What about his time. What about the other interviews he turned down because she hired him. What about the money he spent on clothes he no longer needs. What about the half day he worked for free. This whole thing is a big pile of steaming elephant crap as far as I’m concerned. I don’t get it. How could someone be so damned unprofessional. How could someone hurt my kid with so little regard. He’s a grown man but I’m still his Mother and I would like to take her out behind the woodshed and throw down. I am one of the most non-violent people I know but you mess with my kid and I swear I will take you out if I get the opportunity. Now he is back looking for a job but most of the seasonal work has already been hired so it doesn’t look good. Thank you Body Shop. Thank you heartless, should be fired, bitch of a manager for un-hiring my son after wasting his time for 2 weeks. Thank you for your holiday spirit. I know one place I won’t be shopping this year……. say it with me “The Body Shop”