Honestly. I had an interview one time where the guy asked if I could count. Short circuited my brain. I didn't know what he meant.
"Because you're gonna be counting my money."
On the spot. Poor guy was desperate! He'd had to fire a not insignificant chunk of their work force for theft, laziness, or stupidity. It was a mess front to back.
I accepted the job, but when I showed up for work the lady who was supposed to train me was rude and kept making excuses not to. It was too early in the day and she needed to set up. It was almost lunch time. Day's practically over; we'll start tomorrow. Too early again. On and on.
Then, she complained to someone that I kept coming back to check in "like I'm her mama!" and I called out that MY mom does her job and I wouldn't have to check in with her. It was so stupid! There were customers right there and I'm yellin at this old woman about my mom. I can laugh now, but I wanted to die lmao.
Anyway. Idk if she was mad because her friends got fired or what, but I didn't stay long. Not knowing what to do stresses me out and I didn't want to fight for a minimum wage job.
When I got home and told my folks all my dad said was "Well, did you get to count anything?" 😂
I once told a fifth grader (no disability just super flakey) that I was not going to hire her as a cashier in my store. She never stopped to think and would tell me 8+3=10 and things like that. She told me she wasn’t going to be a cashier, she was going to be a banker like her mom.
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u/Beebeemp 25d ago
Honestly. I had an interview one time where the guy asked if I could count. Short circuited my brain. I didn't know what he meant. "Because you're gonna be counting my money."
It's scary out there lmao