For some reason,
Jun. 21st, 2010 01:56 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
zianurayI remembered this just now:
At the factory -- where I worked for 19+ years, there was a probationary period for new hires. within the first 45 days you could be let go for any reason or no reason.
One gal had been in a bad relationship and moved to the city to get away from the farm community her pending-ex still lived in. She was so traumatized by the whole deal that the men on the crew could not speak directly to her without throwing her into hysterics 75% of the time. All 5 in the direct line of authority were -- guess what? -- men. The women could not mention in her hearing a sentence like "My husband drove me to work today" or "How's your boyfriend? He recovering from that car wreck OK?" because she could not stand the idea of a husband and would flee to the bathroom and cry for an hour if the word was mentioned in front of her. She actually requested that we censor our entire work-day to cushion her from the world. She even asked HR to "talk to us" about "respecting her emotional disability" -- which may have worked better if she were willing to get therapy for it.
Guess who didn't make it to the end of the probationary period?
At the factory -- where I worked for 19+ years, there was a probationary period for new hires. within the first 45 days you could be let go for any reason or no reason.
One gal had been in a bad relationship and moved to the city to get away from the farm community her pending-ex still lived in. She was so traumatized by the whole deal that the men on the crew could not speak directly to her without throwing her into hysterics 75% of the time. All 5 in the direct line of authority were -- guess what? -- men. The women could not mention in her hearing a sentence like "My husband drove me to work today" or "How's your boyfriend? He recovering from that car wreck OK?" because she could not stand the idea of a husband and would flee to the bathroom and cry for an hour if the word was mentioned in front of her. She actually requested that we censor our entire work-day to cushion her from the world. She even asked HR to "talk to us" about "respecting her emotional disability" -- which may have worked better if she were willing to get therapy for it.
Guess who didn't make it to the end of the probationary period?
