Many years ago I became the shop foreman at a metal fabrication shop.
Owner's daughter's friend gets drug in by mom to apply for a job. Chuck the owner is going to hire him as a helper. Tells him hours are 8 to 4:30 with a 30 min lunch, with a 15 min break both morning and afternoon. Kid says he don't want a full time job, Chuck told he he has no part time jobs. Kid goes out to moms car/ Shortly he is back and takes the full time job. I think mom had had enough of him being a bum. Chuck fills me in on all this before turning him over to me.
First thing is the kid can't make it at 8 "because" of the bus scheduled. Ok, I can deal with that, we operate 24 hours a day and I am there 10 or more every day. After a couple days of having him clean up, help move stuff all the time filling him in on safety and stuff, I set him up to saw up a bunch of steel, teach him about the big industrial metal band saw, how the pieces get clamped, the importance of it, safety etc. It isn't that hard the material is on rollers and the saw has hydraulic clamp once you hit the button turns on and drops by itself. I start him off and when I get back to him at about 20 till 10 the first break he is sitting there doing nothing. Saw is off. Whats going on. Well its almost break so I didn't want to start anything before break. I informed him it was my time not his time and I expected him to work during my time. I was a little hot because he had only been there a little over an hour in the first place because of his bus thing.
This shop works hard money bids and we need to keep stuff moving along to make profit and this kid is proving to be pretty worthless. His start mode was similar to an old motor you wrapped the rope on a pulley, his pulley was pretty smooth and his ignition timing was seriously retarded and once I got him to fire he mostly sputtered and spun. In short order he was showing up at random times with lame excuses and missing a day here and there and was not much help when he was there.
He would talk though. Mom owned some 7-11 stores, she wouldn't let him work there because he let his friends have stuff, etc. She had forced him to get a job because she said he couldn't have a car if he didn't get one.
Then one fine day Chuck isn't there. The secretary tells me the kid called in sick. One less thing I have to deal with. Then about 11 the secretary who know how I feel about the kid and isn't a fan either, comes and gets me and says you really need to take this call. I get on the phone and its a banker, he has the kid there looking for a car loan and is calling to verify his employment. Jackpot! I said "look he called in sick today, his work ethic sucks and if your going to depend on him having a job with me to pay for a car, your making a serious mistake". The guy goes "Thank you very much". I never saw the kid again. Chuck didn't say squat either