Rant #3,735: Nowhere Else To Go

My son had the next part of his assessment yesterday, so we will see how that goes.

The rest of the day ... well, just let's say that I could have lived without.

I am not going to tell you everything, but I will let you in on some of it.

Here goes ...

When we went to that job fair at Farmingdale College a few weeks ago, we met up with more double talkers than a professional tongue twister could ever possibly muster.

One was from an popular pharmacy chain, a company we have applied to several times in the past.

We went up to them, told them that we have applied to them online, and gave in my son's resume to them in person at previous job fairs, but nothing has transpired.

They said that they might have an opening my son could fill in one of their stores in central Nassau County, and they wouid get back to me on it.

I will give them credit, they did get back to us via a phone call more than a week later, but for a store that is so far away from us--a different store than they mentioned at the job fair--that it simply wouldn't pay, especially for a part-time position.

I asked the caller about the other position that was mentioned to us, at the closer store, and she said that she would have to see about it.

Well, the store manager of the closer store finally called back yesterday, and when he heard where we lived, he hemmed and hawed, finally telling me that even though it was closer than the other store, he needed somebody local.

I asked him if he knew any store directors of outlets that were closer, and he said thst he didn't know these people out of his territory, and continued to hem and haw until I finally said--

"Fuggedaboudit" and hung up the phone.

I was so angry at this point that I called another group that we met at the job fair, for the third time, the New York State Department of Labor, Suffolk County.

They gave us two people to call, both of whom I had contacted in the past and who I told them that would never call us--

And they never did.

So I called up again, and surprise, surprise, I got the supervisor on the phone, related again to her that these people were totally useless--one we had actually called as far back as January, and he never called back--and she apologized to me up and down, and told me that she would see to it that one of the gentlemen would call us back. 

I asked that they call back tomorrow, meaning today, because I already had one foot out the door for yesterday's assessment and had little time to talk.

So, of course, one of the gentlemen called about a minute before we were about to leave, and he decided the assessment was useless, stating that my son would need a different assessment before he should be placed anywhere to work--even though he has worked at various positions for about 15 years!

This guy said he wanted to meet with my son, and he said he would call me back later in the day to arrange a day and time next week ...

And I am still waiting for that call.

Let's see what transpired at yesterday's assessment.

We always seem to take one step forward and then take two steps back, and honestly, if we keep taking two steps back, we will soon have our backs against the walk, and there will be no other place to go.