Monday, February 03, 2014
The Place of Hispanics
in The Happy Shop
-I wanna hire him. Lotza promise!
-But that accent! I mean we got clients who’d say “Don’t
have that spick call me again!”
-Accent will fade. I really think we have future CEO material
with him. Get by the accent, and he’s the most impressive
candidate we’ve had in a good while.
-Please let It go! Practically the whole interviewing committee
got up and did a kind of flamenco when he left! Even Laurette
clenched a pencil with a plastic daisy on the end between
her teeth, and stomped about like a fiery, fallen woman!
And with Jiggers and Itsy fashioning castanets of sorts from
staplers. Hilarious with those fatsos! Itsy has to be restrained
from taking off his shirt! Well, effort not quite successful.
He unbuttons it, and a cascade of pink bellies! I’m crying by then!
So, you can see, be too embarrassing if this José Gonzalez
comes on board!
-That’s not his name.
-Generic.
Labels: CEO, dance, flamenco, hiring, Hispanic, HR
Monday, August 12, 2013
The Wages of Capital iz less for u; of Sin, not so bad
The Very Partial Picture
-Wow! You coming to HR! Like the Enterprise docking
at Bridgeport.
-I’m interested in how the Big Hiring is going.
-Swimmingly! But just started.
-Pay scales?
-Same for past five years. Some pressure to
nudge them up. Competition.
-Cut them across the board. Thirty percent.
-We’ll lose some...!
-In this desperate climate? Doubt it. As to present
employees, write a letter asking them to swallow
fifteen percent. If they don’t, we throw all healthcare
to Uncle Obama.
-I feel shell-shocked! I thought profits were zooming.
-That’s only a partial picture.
-Jesus! Blood, sweat, and tears.
-Do me a favor? Follow my instructions, and leave the
violin in the fuckin closet. Okay? Like a good boy.
Labels: CEO, hiring, Human Resources, pay cuts
