The Lack of Awareness Is Truly Breathtaking
From 2004 to 2007, I worked for a popular department store as a sales associate. I liked the job, but the raises were terrible; I got a total of eighteen cents altogether during my time there. Management was bad.
I worked thirty-six to forty hours every week up until mid-2007. The company decided to cut back hours, and now most people were only working twenty to twenty-five hours a week unless they were in management or Human Resources.
I was living paycheck to paycheck and I had two small kids. I was looking for another job.
A month after our hours were cut, the assistant manager had a morning meeting. In this meeting, she spoke of how our store had teamed up with a local charity organization. She went on and on about the company, how great they were, etc. She gave everyone pamphlets on the organization and said she had promised them that she would get 100% employee participation in pledging money to their organization.
I knew I wouldn’t be able to do it and thought nothing more about it.
At the next meeting we had a week later, [Assistant Manager] was upset.
Assistant Manager: “I didn’t have many people turn in the pledge forms. I need everyone to participate. I will give you all until Friday to turn your pledge in.”
Well, since the money that we pledged would be taken out of our check, I decided again that I simply couldn’t do it.
The next week, [Assistant Manager] held another meeting, and these pledge forms were once again the topic.
Assistant Manager: “I am very disappointed with the ones who still haven’t turned in the forms. I will speak to each one of you individually.”
A few hours later, she came by my department and wanted to know if I was going to pledge. I told her no, I couldn’t afford it. She said to think about it anyway.
I wasn’t going to change my mind.
The next week, [Assistant Manager] had yet another meeting, and it was the same thing. Apparently, only 15% of the employees had decided to contribute. [Assistant Manager] said she would start calling everyone into her office who hadn’t contributed.
Yes, she called me to her office, and she berated me for not contributing to this worthy cause.
Assistant Manager: “Why do you refuse to pledge?”
Me: “[Assistant Manager], do you have a pen and paper? I will show you why.”
[Assistant Manager] handed me a pen and a paper, and I jotted down a number.
Me: “Since my hours have been cut down, this is what I bring home.”
I showed her the number. Then, I wrote down a few more figures.
Me: “This is how much my rent, utilities, car insurance, cell phone bill, and groceries are each month.”
I showed her the paper.
Me: “I bring home $730 a month and my bills are $735 a month. Please tell me how I can afford to pledge.”
[Assistant Manager] looked at my list.
Assistant Manager: “Well, maybe get rid of the cell phone bill.”
Me: “No, I already canceled cable when my hours were cut. I need the phone in case anything happens to anyone in my family.”
Assistant Manager: “You should still try to donate a few dollars.”
I stood up and left.
[Assistant Manager] didn’t bother me anymore, and thankfully, a couple of weeks later, I got another job that paid much better and was full-time.