I am
dedicated.
Not
just to my job, but to my workers.
I
recently hired a couple new people. One of them is a high school boy. He’s very
shy, kind of quiet, but very nice. He is also still in high school and compared
to my usual staff, he is very young.
I
made the mistake of training him on a Saturday night, which is kind of a trial
by fire. He did great. He really has the hang of this, which is nice since the
job isn’t that hard in the first place. We didn’t get out of the shop until
well after ten. Outside in the parking lot I started to get into my car with my
boyfriend, but my new hire admitted he was waiting for his mom to come get him.
If I
had been any other boss, I probably would have said goodnight and driven away.
I should know, considering that in my time at Ben and Jerry’s I had have four
male managers, all of whom left me in
that back parking lot well after dark to wait for someone. I don’t really
mind, but at the same time, I feel responsible for my employees. It’s the same
reason I bought a phone charger for the shop: these are my people, I have to
keep them safe.
So I hung out until his mom got there and
introduced myself. That way he didn’t have to be alone in a strange
neighborhood; plus it made me look good in front of his mom. I’ll take mom
points any day.
Challenge
to my Readers:
So
often we overlook small moments where we could have done something. This is
especially true of men. Don’t let people walk alone in the dark if you can help
it, don’t let them drive if they’re too tired, don’t make them take a route
they’re unfamiliar with. Be there, be aware.

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