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I've had too many jobs in my life. I have no security, no retirement plan, not even a decent resume. I do however have many stories. And here they are. This blog 100% maintained while on the clock at my current job. Please don't tell my boss.

Sunday, September 11, 2005

Gelato: Briefest term of employment ever

After a long depressing job search I landed a position at a place called simply Gelato. I would work by myself much of the time standing behind a register making coffee drinks and serving up cups of gelato.
I showed up for my first day and the woman who ran the place gave me a quick tour of the cash register. She then told me she had to go call my references! What the hell? Isn't that done prior to hiring? I had only listed references I was relatively sure of, or so I thought. As she left me alone at the register I began to wonder what kind of reference I'd get from Greta's. I deserved a bad reference but I figured Greta would be "cool" and give me a good one. The fact that she had said no to hiring me back had me unsure.
I sold a cup of gelato and notice about $300.00 sitting in the register. I seriously considered grabbing it and splitting. My morals got the better of me and the money was still in the register when Ms. Gelato informed me that I couldn't work for her.
"I can't believe you wasted my time like this! You don't call someone's references after you train them. What is wrong with you? I want to be paid for the 30 minutes of my life you wasted!" (It was probably closer to fifteeen.) As I said this I realised I was yelling at the woman for about four bucks max. I took off my apron threw it on the ground and walked out the door. I lived only two blocks away which gave me two blocks to walk until I could cry in the safety of my own bedroom. Things began to feel very hopeless.

>>>Go to the Delta King where my boss was an ass>>>

2 Comments:

  • At 9:32 AM, Anonymous said…

    Oh yeah .. I can read between the lines on this one. She just saw your gelatonous potential straight off .. she saw superior gelatonicity and felt threatened. I mean, once the customers start demanding YOUR Gelato instead of hers .. the place would be all but yours, the people simply wouldn't accept less!

    So she just snuck out, waited a few minutes and then used the old 'phone call' chestnut. She didn't call anyone!

    Fear, ... fear is the mind killer. I feel her fear from here!

     
  • At 8:10 AM, Keith Lowell Jensen said…

    I never thought of it quite that way before

     

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