Sunday, April 15, 2012

Money makes the word go around, the world go around.......

Good Morning Beloved readers, The first quarter of the year has gone by and it has gone by fast. There has been many new people to hire, train, give up on, fire...Every business book I have read says 50-50 and it is true. One man I interviewed, hired, started at 8 am, filled out all the paperework disappeared at 9 am. Nothing happened in that hour to cause him to leave! I do recall him saying he was on umemployment. Since I have NEVER been paid to not work, I cannot say I understand what that must feel like, but it must be powerful. Employment....a gifted young man who had been with me for 2.5 years, was #1 guy in the back and he walked out last week when I, just the owner, told him we were doing a taping thing the way we used to and not the way he had changed it to. Walked out the back door and left, no word to me, and never came back. Now I have to deal with months of paperwork regarding the unemployement he filed. Back in the day youngins, if the job got tough, we got tougher because the state did not pay us to quit everytime we wanted to. Now gentle readers, stretch your memory.....a young man brought a hoopdy to be painted and his attitude and mess of a contraption he called a vehicle caused me to tell Abby to not take it. The next morning it was there, we painted it and the owner threw such a fit when it was done we called the police... we also pulled a weapon out of his engine compartment. Well, he came in a few weeks ago, snuck past me and got an estimate and paid in advance for another hunk of junk. He came to drop it, I did not recognize his face, acting really punk, grinning at me took a new employee (3 days!) outside to help him pick a color. (kept asking my employee if he scared him) I finally went out and told him to drop the attitude and what did he want. He then informed me he had paid in advance and was dropping his junk on wheels. We went inside and I pulled up his estimate and recognized the name. I told him kindly that I would refund his money and he needed to take his car and leave. Just as before, all hell broke loose. The police finally got him out and the last I heard from banks all around town that he was trying to cash the check, but could not as the name he gave me was false and did not match any ID he had. There is a lesson in all of that for any punk wanna be's. We have been very busy and I have made many observations. Besides the fact that most people are serious crazy, money seem to be the most driving factor in everyone's behavior. Money, who can ever have enough. Bon Jour Mon Ami, Shangri La