Fair Enough
My first job was basically a hook-up from my grandpa. He worked for Symetry Corporation in Pflugerville making wood furniture for other businesses. I was fifteen and my parents thought it would be a good way to learn responsibility. Pfff!
My official title at Symetry was Receptionist and my job description entailed answering the telephones and filing. That's it! The only problem was that the job was during the summer, and the shifts started at 6 a.m. Yeah, I know...what was I thinking??!! Needless to stay, staying awake prooved to be a harder task than the ones listed under my job description.
My manager's office was behind me seperated by a HUGE one-sided window where she could see me, but I couldn't see her. I would fold my arms so that it looked like I was awake from the backside, but in reality I was sound asleep (especially for the first couple of hours every day). One day I was caught though. I was awakened by my manager pounding the glass behind me, I turned around to see what the noise was, and then turned around again only to be confronted by what looked like a very beligerent customer. I only got a verbal warning. Fair enough.
What was wierd though was a couple of weeks later the manager called me in to her office. She told me that she had to "let me go" because an employee that worked there was on parole and his terms were that he could not be within so many feet of girls under 17 (okay?). I argued it a little like, "Why don't they fire him instead?" She said it was illegal to fire someone on those terms after they've been hired or something to that effect. So sadly that was my last day. boo. I got over it though.
My official title at Symetry was Receptionist and my job description entailed answering the telephones and filing. That's it! The only problem was that the job was during the summer, and the shifts started at 6 a.m. Yeah, I know...what was I thinking??!! Needless to stay, staying awake prooved to be a harder task than the ones listed under my job description.
My manager's office was behind me seperated by a HUGE one-sided window where she could see me, but I couldn't see her. I would fold my arms so that it looked like I was awake from the backside, but in reality I was sound asleep (especially for the first couple of hours every day). One day I was caught though. I was awakened by my manager pounding the glass behind me, I turned around to see what the noise was, and then turned around again only to be confronted by what looked like a very beligerent customer. I only got a verbal warning. Fair enough.
What was wierd though was a couple of weeks later the manager called me in to her office. She told me that she had to "let me go" because an employee that worked there was on parole and his terms were that he could not be within so many feet of girls under 17 (okay?). I argued it a little like, "Why don't they fire him instead?" She said it was illegal to fire someone on those terms after they've been hired or something to that effect. So sadly that was my last day. boo. I got over it though.
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