Halloween revisited....
Hello out there...I really intended to write a lyrical ode to the wonders of Halloween in the Westmoreland neighborhood.
After all, the whole area is decorated in the most tasteful of Halloween adornments. And there is the adorable Monster March held in the streets every year and attended by hundreds.
BUT....
On the day of Halloween, Brent, my Stars partner, sent out photos of two fill-in employees to me with a note saying they were from Scappoose and worked for a six-pack of beer and a carton of cigarettes. He was also considering them for Christmas holiday fill-ins.
I have always been the one in charge of hiring as I am the Human Resource person. But somehow I let things slide, and Brent (in his pushy way) went above my head and hired this pair. He knows full well that Stars is known for its excellent (even over-qualified) employees, and also that we have a dress code befitting our stores. I just want you all to know that I am not the one responsible for this lapse. Hence I share photos of the pair...
presenting Mabel and Hazel----or the "twins" as they call themselves...
Now, just yesterday, I received an e-mail from Brent saying he had offered them the Christmas gig. Before I called him on this, I thought I should meet them. I caught one of them for a short interview (actually, they do have potential--maybe with make-overs and a 12 step program they would be acceptable). Mabel (or was it Hazel--can't tell them apart) said it was exhausting working a shift at Stars because the bedroom slippers lacked support. (Oh how well I know those cement floors and how important it is to wear good shoes).
After the interview, I realized they were just too far gone to pass the muster of my high standards for employees. Therefore, I avoided making eye contact with them the rest of the day.
Well, it turns out they declined the offer from Brent as they winter in Arizona in their matching pink travel trailers.
I sign off....
disappointed that I couldn't wax poetically about this particular Halloween....and also that I do not think that this is a reflection upon the city of Scappoose--just an isolated incident...
Gayle@starsantique.com
