So I go to a place that’s hiring security guards. I go through all the stuff about background checks, work history, convictions, yadda yadda yadda, same stuff everybody does, but then they do something different. Maybe not so different anymore, but since I’ve had exactly three jobs in the past 8 years I really don’t know what the norm is, but anyway, what they present me with is an a questionnaire with 83 questions. It was called the Stanton test or something similar to that. All of the questions are about stealing and theft.
They fall into three noticeable categories:
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Have you ever stolen? The variations, widely separated, are “What have you stolen?” and the like, thinly re-worded versions of the same question.
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Is stealing acceptable? Again, the variations on that question are quirky attempts to get you to change your answer.
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Would you dime your friends out if you caught them stealing?, and multiple variations thereof.
Interspersed with all of that are general honesty questions, such as “Have you ever lied?”, all of which basically require you to admit that yes, you have lied before and yes, I’m a scum sucking pig, and no, you shouldn’t hire me because the adimssion of lying in the past negates all of the results of this test, even though anyone who says that they never lied is a liar.
I did a test like this in an online application. One of the questions they asked was “Have you ever used physical force in a previous job?”, which I answered truthfully in the affirmative. I was immediately told that I could not be considered for the job. Of course, they couldn’t know from that answer that I had broken up a fight in the dining room of the restaurant I was working at, could they? Nope, and they didn’t care. They decided I was unworthy on the basis of a single yes or no question.
All I want is a job. That’s it. I am trusted enough to fly in a combat aircraft, operate millions of dollars worth of equipment, and have a secret clearance, but I’m not trusted to hold a miserable $7.50 an hour job that any jerk could do because some scientist formulated some bullshit questionnaire that determines guilt or trust based on simple yes or no answers. In the meantime I have exactly enough money to make it to the beginning of next month before it goes completely dry and my wife and son are utterly fucked, because for whatever reason unemployment has not been forthcoming with any assistance and will not explain why, even though it’s been five weeks since I first filed.
In addition, the jobs I have applied for either haven’t called me or returned any calls and the ones that have pay for shit and would be disastrous for my family economically because they’re paying for shit and are far away and unaccomodating to my necessity of getting a second job since they’re nickel-and-diming their employees to death, oh and at the same time fucking me completely for unemployment. And I can’t depend on my family because I literally begged my uncle for a job (the word “desperate” was used) and he basically ignored me, as evidenced by the fact that he never called me back.
I give the fuck up. I’m done. Oh, wait, my wife and son have to eat. I can’t give up. Fuck this. Someone shoot me so my family gets the insurance. I’m worth more dead than alive.