The Apprentice....... Part 3
My days of "mistress to an apprentice boy" were tragically cut short this week.
- My somewhat lovable towering galoot apprentice was fired. -
Turned out the poor guy was deathly afraid of ladders, and seeing as at the very least I spend half the week perched atop a 12 footer, Magnus darling was fucking doomed.
He did proceed to get caught talking instead of working by the Director of Maintenance and had a most unfortunate incident removing rivets with a wobbly drill that he had dropped earlier. Frustrations galore.....
Management was eager to send a clear message to the rest of the yobo's and it was good ol' Magnus who took one for the team.
Sticking out like a sore thumb is a bitch sometimes.
It turned out to be an interesting little test of my Journeyman conduct as well......
definitely not pleasant or comfortable.
- It was as much a trial by fire for me as it was for any apprentice.
I was invited for no less than 3 major "performance appraisals" by my own superiors who were judging my tenacity and assessment abilities as much as they were grading Magnus' young career.
At times the Trades world can come across so unnecessarily militaristic.
What it came down to was my performance in judgment over Magnus and his sloppy work habits.
Was I up to my top level position????
My gut instinct was to beg for some leniency and understanding, but it felt like my mission was, and is, only to point out any flaws and prove that it wasn't my misguiding that caused his obvious failure.
It was as much a test to my position of "power" as it was a test of the apprentice skill.
I was put on the spot, to put it simply.
I am sorry to see you go Magnus.
But it's better now than later.
Good luck kid.......
5 Comments:
Doesn't sound like the kinda job you want to do half-arsed, so for the best then.
Shame I was enjoying hearing about the latest apprentice exploits - will you get a replacement?
Can I be your next apprentice Connie? I'm a real good learner and very keen to do something more practical. Plus living in BC would be top notch.
Awwww, poor fellah. On the other hand, thank God, because I don't want to be in a plane maintained by a bozo. You've saved our lives! ;)
Here here. Or is it "hear hear", I can never tell.
I've never had an apprentice or anything working for me. I've always been either bottom of the heap or out on my own. Not sure I want the responsibility.
It's hear hear
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