Next stop, temp agency.
I fired another person today. seriously think that I've now fired more people than my boss has.
I finally got around to "hiring" one of our applicants, and she started Monday. And monday was ok, just first day stuff. Tuesday she had off (because I had off, and I wasn't about to saddle Kay with babysitting ms. new lady). Wednesday, she got our delivery van dented up in a very implausible accident that as she explained, was not her fault. But I honestly think there's some unspoken rule that you're not allowed to tell people that you think they're full of shit on their second day of work, because they're nervous and trying real hard to learn everything so you have to be nice to them. At least, everyone else is, so who am I to start asking awkward questions.
Then thursday comes along, and in the course of the day new lady demonstrates that she's either A) a total and complete bimbo airhead, B) has the most serious case of ADD I've ever seen in an adult, or C) my calm explanations, low expectations, and consideration make her so freaking nervous that she can't remember something I told her 30 seconds ago. I used to think I was a patient person, and I certainly refrained from expressing in any way whatsoever that I wanted to throttle this fucking idiotic woman because oh my god in heaven how can you be a mature adult and be this fucking vapid....
And I learned that I was not the only person who felt this way. So, I got to call her up, thank her for her help, and tell her she wasn't a good fit in our shop, but we'll send her the couple hours of pay we owe her in the mail, and good luck. And I knew I'd made the right decision, because I spent the rest of the day not stressing out about how I was gonna get this woman up to speed and doing what we actually hired her for.
... she spent a full minute typing, deleting, and respelling the word "colors." And when she finally stopped and moved on, it was spelled "coollors." She also took out two deliveries, got lost on one, and could not recall which one she handed to a person, and which she left it on the porch (which, incidentally, I'd told her specifically not to do just before she left.) The line between nervous and incompetent is not quite that fine.
The only thing I can say is, when I interviewed her, I did ask if she was comfortable doing deliveries, and also if she was computer friendly, and she assured me she was. I honestly didn't feel really good about her, but could not pinpoint why, and given that we needed a body around to help us out, I figured I was just being over-sensitive. Next time I'm trusting my instincts.
Is it crazy, though, that one of the things that really pisses me off about this week... I missed out on the first snowfall. Because I was busy trying to teach the idiot woman how to type. And my mom and even my brother tried calling me, because that's a tradition in our family, but I had a responsibility to teach this person. And it was just a perfect snowfall, too... beautiful, big fluffy wet flakes that stuck to everything and melted away, the kind that catch all glimmers of the dim light and refract them to make a brighter place. I'm so pissed I couldn't exult in it. Because new girl was still trying to spell colors, and I had to exhibit patience, understanding, and support. Motherfucker. I sure hope my kids aren't stupid, or they won't survive my parenting and I'll go to jail.
Sorry all, I just needed to vent. Everything else is coming along swimmingly, (everything else being other work shit, because I honestly have no life outside of work anymore,) the christmas displays are almost totally arranged, and my weddings are done for the year. Now it's just piles and piles of pro-bono work. whoopee.
Which is why I'm heading straight to the store after work tomorrow, and not leaving without a new videogame, and I'm going to completely and totally waste the entire weekend on my ass in front of a tv doing something that is totally unworthwhile. Just because it will make me happy.
I finally got around to "hiring" one of our applicants, and she started Monday. And monday was ok, just first day stuff. Tuesday she had off (because I had off, and I wasn't about to saddle Kay with babysitting ms. new lady). Wednesday, she got our delivery van dented up in a very implausible accident that as she explained, was not her fault. But I honestly think there's some unspoken rule that you're not allowed to tell people that you think they're full of shit on their second day of work, because they're nervous and trying real hard to learn everything so you have to be nice to them. At least, everyone else is, so who am I to start asking awkward questions.
Then thursday comes along, and in the course of the day new lady demonstrates that she's either A) a total and complete bimbo airhead, B) has the most serious case of ADD I've ever seen in an adult, or C) my calm explanations, low expectations, and consideration make her so freaking nervous that she can't remember something I told her 30 seconds ago. I used to think I was a patient person, and I certainly refrained from expressing in any way whatsoever that I wanted to throttle this fucking idiotic woman because oh my god in heaven how can you be a mature adult and be this fucking vapid....
And I learned that I was not the only person who felt this way. So, I got to call her up, thank her for her help, and tell her she wasn't a good fit in our shop, but we'll send her the couple hours of pay we owe her in the mail, and good luck. And I knew I'd made the right decision, because I spent the rest of the day not stressing out about how I was gonna get this woman up to speed and doing what we actually hired her for.
... she spent a full minute typing, deleting, and respelling the word "colors." And when she finally stopped and moved on, it was spelled "coollors." She also took out two deliveries, got lost on one, and could not recall which one she handed to a person, and which she left it on the porch (which, incidentally, I'd told her specifically not to do just before she left.) The line between nervous and incompetent is not quite that fine.
The only thing I can say is, when I interviewed her, I did ask if she was comfortable doing deliveries, and also if she was computer friendly, and she assured me she was. I honestly didn't feel really good about her, but could not pinpoint why, and given that we needed a body around to help us out, I figured I was just being over-sensitive. Next time I'm trusting my instincts.
Is it crazy, though, that one of the things that really pisses me off about this week... I missed out on the first snowfall. Because I was busy trying to teach the idiot woman how to type. And my mom and even my brother tried calling me, because that's a tradition in our family, but I had a responsibility to teach this person. And it was just a perfect snowfall, too... beautiful, big fluffy wet flakes that stuck to everything and melted away, the kind that catch all glimmers of the dim light and refract them to make a brighter place. I'm so pissed I couldn't exult in it. Because new girl was still trying to spell colors, and I had to exhibit patience, understanding, and support. Motherfucker. I sure hope my kids aren't stupid, or they won't survive my parenting and I'll go to jail.
Sorry all, I just needed to vent. Everything else is coming along swimmingly, (everything else being other work shit, because I honestly have no life outside of work anymore,) the christmas displays are almost totally arranged, and my weddings are done for the year. Now it's just piles and piles of pro-bono work. whoopee.
Which is why I'm heading straight to the store after work tomorrow, and not leaving without a new videogame, and I'm going to completely and totally waste the entire weekend on my ass in front of a tv doing something that is totally unworthwhile. Just because it will make me happy.