An important woman in my life–we won’t say which one, just incase this entry can be tied back to her in any way–has had a horrible run in with her employer.
This isn’t the first time. In fact it’s about the fourth or fifth time. And I shouldn’t even use the word “run-in” because that implies she did something. I should use the phrase “was a victim of the abusiveness of” because that’s what it is. He is forever losing his temper in the direction of his employees–often in front of their customers.
This time was even worse. He asked this woman and several of her colleagues to sit in on the interview process for several candidates–two of the candidates are his personal friends and have worked at this company before. They had been laid off and were being reinterviewed.
After the interviews were over he told this woman and her colleagues that they were off the record. He then asked for feedback about all the interviewees. One of the 2 friends of his is not suited for the job. She wasn’t suited the first time around and spent the year she worked there complaining about how she didn’t like it and wanted a similar job in the same field but in a slightly different arena. So this woman and her coworkers told her boss this.
The boss then went to his church on Sunday (do NOT get me started on that mess…) and told another person everything that was said “off record”. He then said that he thought it was “unChristian” of my Important Female to have said what she said about the woman who never wanted the job when she had it and now only wants it because she doesn’t want to be unemployed.
The church friend he told all this to? The OTHER interviewee/candidate. Yeah. How inappropriate is that? Well, this tends to be a gossipy workplace anyway and when word got back to my female friend she went to him and tried to smooth over the waters. His response was to threaten her job. He can’t fire her but he’s put her on notice that she’s being moved to handle the official scutwork position in her department.
I have driven a car once in the last three years. I am currently not allowed to drive because of my pain meds and inconvenient habit of sometimes not being able to control what my hands and feet actually do. I say all of this because if I could drive I would have gotten in my car and travelled the distance to where all of this was happening. I would have called down the fire of the wrath of God on the head of this horrible horrible man. I would have made him fear life more than he fears death. And I would have done it with the blazing anger in my eyes. I’ve done it before. I can do it again. You see, you do not cross my loved ones. There is no telling what I will do. One of the last times someone tried such a foolhardy move it ended in lawyers and bankruptcy. Not mine.
So I’m trying to decide how to best channel this wrath to get the deserved outcome for the horrible bit of dogs vomit that this man is. Stay tuned.