by OldGuy » 14 Mar 2018, 17:24
When I first joined the job market, it was pretty easy to walk in, apply and get hired on the spot. If the job ended up as something I didn't like, it was easy to quit, walk down the street and get hired doing something else. As a result, I have had more jobs than I can count, but I suppose I have worked for more than 30 employers since then.
Each experience had its own memories, some better than others. It is difficult to choose just one to say it was the most interesting. Best I can do is to describe one of the better memories.
This one experience was as a rental store manager. It had been a very busy day. A guy came in and wanted to rent a generator. He told me about a construction job where he was working, and they needed to run some power tools. He was friendly and all was proceeding normally.
The usual procedure was to ask for two forms of identification so I could fill in the forms. He showed me his driver's license and a credit card. As I filled in the form, I asked the usual questions, such as is this all correct and up to date, do you still live here, etc. He told me all was up to date and even gave me directions to where he lived.
I continued on the form for few minutes then stopped. I told him I could not rent the generator to him and told him he had to leave. He began to argue, saying his boss would be upset, but I insisted that he had to leave. He wanted to talk to my boss, and I told him which branch the boss was in. Go ahead and call, but you have to leave. As he continued to argue, I finally told him to leave or I would call the police. He was really upset, but finally got in his car and drove away.
I immediately called my boss to explain what had happened, and then went to the phone book to call all the competitors in town to warn them about this guy.
It was a city with more than 600,000 residents. There were more than a dozen rental stores. The company I worked for had three branch locations. What were the odds that this one guy would come to this store, and that I would happen to be the one who stopped to wait on him? No one else could have seen the problem and that generator would have vanished for good.
I could not tell him why. I told everyone I called not to let him know why. Are you ready for this unbelievable reason?
The address printed on his driver's license was MY HOME ADDRESS!
When I first joined the job market, it was pretty easy to walk in, apply and get hired on the spot. If the job ended up as something I didn't like, it was easy to quit, walk down the street and get hired doing something else. As a result, I have had more jobs than I can count, but I suppose I have worked for more than 30 employers since then.
Each experience had its own memories, some better than others. It is difficult to choose just one to say it was the most interesting. Best I can do is to describe one of the better memories.
This one experience was as a rental store manager. It had been a very busy day. A guy came in and wanted to rent a generator. He told me about a construction job where he was working, and they needed to run some power tools. He was friendly and all was proceeding normally.
The usual procedure was to ask for two forms of identification so I could fill in the forms. He showed me his driver's license and a credit card. As I filled in the form, I asked the usual questions, such as is this all correct and up to date, do you still live here, etc. He told me all was up to date and even gave me directions to where he lived.
I continued on the form for few minutes then stopped. I told him I could not rent the generator to him and told him he had to leave. He began to argue, saying his boss would be upset, but I insisted that he had to leave. He wanted to talk to my boss, and I told him which branch the boss was in. Go ahead and call, but you have to leave. As he continued to argue, I finally told him to leave or I would call the police. He was really upset, but finally got in his car and drove away.
I immediately called my boss to explain what had happened, and then went to the phone book to call all the competitors in town to warn them about this guy.
It was a city with more than 600,000 residents. There were more than a dozen rental stores. The company I worked for had three branch locations. What were the odds that this one guy would come to this store, and that I would happen to be the one who stopped to wait on him? No one else could have seen the problem and that generator would have vanished for good.
I could not tell him why. I told everyone I called not to let him know why. Are you ready for this unbelievable reason?
The address printed on his driver's license was MY HOME ADDRESS!