Said1
Gold Member
I thought this would be an interesting topic. I'll start with mine.
When I was 12, my mother thought it would be a good idea for me to get a summer job. Being 12, my options were fairly limited to babysitting and Dickie Dee ice cream vendor. I went with Dickie Dee, since I thought I would be getting free ice cream while I was peddling away all day. Well, it didn't turn out to be what I expect, not even close. For starters, I was assigned to the worst area in the city, they didn't give me any instructional traning, and I had no idea how heavy those little contraptions could be (very heavy, especially up hill
). I managed to stick it out until I ran out of ice cream, but, on the way back to the warehouse, I was robbed at knife point.
When I told the manager what happened, he fired me! He said he thought I was to small for the job anyway (exact words). Needless to say, I went home very up set.
A few WEEKS later, some police officers arrive at my house to question me about the "incident". They asked what happened, and I told them, what I could remember. For some reason they seemed very skeptical when listening to my answers. At this point, my mother stepped in and asked the officers why they were questioning me with such an attitude. They answered that the manager didn't think I was that upset after being robbed at knife point! Then they went on to explain that kids do that all the time, so they can keep the profits and get paid.
My mother told them to get the F*@k out, and that was pretty much the end of it - and the summer job idea.
When I was 12, my mother thought it would be a good idea for me to get a summer job. Being 12, my options were fairly limited to babysitting and Dickie Dee ice cream vendor. I went with Dickie Dee, since I thought I would be getting free ice cream while I was peddling away all day. Well, it didn't turn out to be what I expect, not even close. For starters, I was assigned to the worst area in the city, they didn't give me any instructional traning, and I had no idea how heavy those little contraptions could be (very heavy, especially up hill
). I managed to stick it out until I ran out of ice cream, but, on the way back to the warehouse, I was robbed at knife point.When I told the manager what happened, he fired me! He said he thought I was to small for the job anyway (exact words). Needless to say, I went home very up set.
A few WEEKS later, some police officers arrive at my house to question me about the "incident". They asked what happened, and I told them, what I could remember. For some reason they seemed very skeptical when listening to my answers. At this point, my mother stepped in and asked the officers why they were questioning me with such an attitude. They answered that the manager didn't think I was that upset after being robbed at knife point! Then they went on to explain that kids do that all the time, so they can keep the profits and get paid.
My mother told them to get the F*@k out, and that was pretty much the end of it - and the summer job idea.
