He was a nice kid, polite, respectful and everything else. A pretty decent waiter too but he just had one demon. He couldn't get his ass outta bed apparently and was always late.
So after around 2 months of this, and multiple warnings, I fired him today.
What's with this new generation that can't seem to come into work on time? When we were younger and thought we would be late for work, panic struck. You started running around the house knocking everything over that was remotely in your way just to get out of the house.
If you normally took the train or bus to work, when you were late you took your car and drove like Mario Andretti. If you normally walked to work, you now ran or took your skateboard (yes, I started working young).
Regardless of how you got to work, if you were late, you were shamed by your boss and coworkers. It was your obligation to be on time for work. And worst of all you knew that after 2 or 3 times of this you would be kicked out on your ass. And the boss was ALWAYS right! But that's another story.
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2 comments:
Thanks for the post on my blog at this late date. Read yours today and enjoyed it a lot.
I take pride in being timely. Pisses me off to no end when my friends are late. If I'm to be somewhere at 5pm, I'll be there at 4:50pm.
But what do I know, I'm an atypical young man.
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