Why would you show up to apply for a job in Carhart overalls with pig crap on your hands?
Or with a hat emblazoned with marijuana leaves?
Oh! better yet – asking me to sign a permission slip to take back to your parole officer to prove you were applying for a job. I mean, I know you’ve paid your debt to society… but what was the original charge? Oh, you can’t say? Yeah. Hmm.
This is crazy. Over 50 applicants, and barely any have experience in restaurants or customer service.
This is going to be a challenge.
I’ve been working 14-hour days, and NEED to hire someone, STAT!