Today, Hamish Industries welcomed three “summer students” to the customer service department.
Their names are largely interchangeable but I believe they are Kathy, Cathy and KC.
The idea, I suppose, is to introduce keen young people to the world of work while, at the same time, providing us with some much needed help during the summer vacation season.
The reality, though, is rather depressing.
Nothing bumps up employee morale more than introducing a bunch of fit, young and optimistic young people into a moribund workplace.
Just having them here serves as a great reminder of how horribly our own lives have gone off the rails.
Somehow we just seem fatter, older and pastier-looking when sitting next to them.
It’s also depressing to note that someone can walk in out of high school and learn your job in the same time it takes you to find them a chair.
It’s a reminder that we all had dreams once – and that’s not something we like to be reminded of.
I heard one girl say to Naline. “You’ve been here 20 years? Oh my god, you’ve been doing this job since before I was born.”
Naline went home early. She looked like she’d been crying.
The only upside is that they seem genuinely afraid of us. Horrified, really.
But even then I suspect that has more to do with the fact that they’re getting their first glimpse of what might be waiting for them.
In some ways, I suppose we’re providing a valuable lesson. It’s almost like a “scared straight” exercise. Stay in school, kids, or you too could end up being 40 and having Otto ask you to “sniff” his lunch.
It should be a “bitchin” summer.