Eileen texted me and told me she needed Friday off to go to her formal. She’s in a sorority (of course) at Drexel Uni and this is the event of the season. I check with Amelia, to see if she can work. Amelia, is flying to Okinawa with the Air Force Reserves on Saturday and says yes.
I’m relived because I wont be killed at the salon Friday night with her there. Eileen is eternally grateful we have her covered, and because she’s a freshman and in a sorority we have her back.
My staff is great this year like I said before. Amelia is amazing and so good at everything in the salon. I couldn’t have wish for better. Eileen is fantastic with the clients and new intake every night when we get run over with business.
These girls are simply the best I’ve ever hired in the history of the salon.
Finding staff this rich at this dollar amount is nearly unheard of in this industry. I’ve truly been blessed to have girls this good during the busy season.
So Eileen is off Friday to go to her college formal, and I work her Saturday and Sunday.
I text her Sunday night to remind her that Amelia is traveling to Okinawa for two weeks with the Air Force Reserves and that I need her in at 3 on Monday.
I’ll really miss Amelia, because I think we’ve become good friends working here.
But I’ll just miss her presence because I really care for her.
I text Eileen and she’s ready to work all the shifts this week.
Eileen comes in and she is sad.
“How was your formal?”
“I got super drunk and left my phone in an Uber.”
To spare my readers the drama, I will spell it all out here.
Eileen went to the formal, (I’m sure looking fabulous) got plastered due to the pressure of those around her, puked with the help of her sorority leader, wasn’t looked after properly by her sober coach, there’s video of her drunk ass being led into her dorm, lost her phone in an UBER, went to the hospital, and has been brought up on charges of public drunkeness by the college.
I would usually call that, “Saturday Night in my Twenties” but this is a nightmare for my hire.
An 18 year old girl without her phone is like a seal stranded on an ice floe surrounded my killer whales.
I feel her pain.
It’s a bad week. Baby doesn’t have her phone. which is crippling in this day and age. (I’ve felt it myself)
The salon is crazy busy, and Eileen’s doing great. Obviously for a girl her age, without a phone is like losing a limb, but she has her tablet and doing her best.
I hear the whole horror saga and really feel for her. I wish I were there so I could look after her like I would my own daughter Lorelei.
Eileen’s been a pleasure to work with this season, and I would do anything to help her any way I can. When I heard the story of her struggling to get her phone back from the loser driver I actually felt angry like a family member had been hurt.
Four days pass and Eileen is the consummate professional at the salon.
Eileen’s had a hell of a week, and I want to do something to make her feel better. Like I said, these young girls have their challenges in their lives, but they work for us. They’re the best I’ve ever had.
I recognize talent unlike most of the insecure shitstains I’ve worked for in the rat race. Just assholes that have zero talent and can’t work anywhere else and can’t do what I do.
I’m fine with that. That’s just the way of world, and corporate america.
But I’ll never let anybody that works for me suffer. Ever.
Through all of this drama, where Eileen is now facing fines and has to take computer modules on being drunk, I will support her. It’s total bullshit.
College students experiment with everything. Eileen is a good student and majoring in Criminal Justice. She’s a brilliant girl. I see that in her. She can have all of the teenage world drama she wants, but at the end of the day, she’s a terrific person I admire.
I’m happy to work with young people that are on point and they’re willing to work any job and do whatever is asked of them with a smile. That’s where I come from and Amelia and Eileen possess all of that goodness.
I realize with Amelia gone in Okinawa and Eileen picking up all over shifts, coupled with no phone and censure, she’s in a bad place.
But does it affect her performance at the salon during our crazy busy season? Not in the slightest. Because of her not having access to her cell she was actually more productive. (Surprise)
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