I Need New Insults
I got a letter in the mail this week informing me that I was not chosen for a position I interviewed for. The position was a management job at a car dealership that my family and I have bought at least four cars from in recent years. It’s a place that we really enjoyed doing business with and had a lot of respect for as a family owned operation.
…that is, until my interview…
During the interviewer the lady asking me questions put my resume down, looked me in the eye and asked when I graduated high school. I sort of knew where she was going with that question and felt uncomfortable answering, but answered anyhow because I’m proud of the fact that even though I’m 25, I’ve had a lot of experience and definitely possess the skill and maturity to carry out this job. Without skipping a beat the lady said, “you seem to have a lot of what we’re looking for, I’m just afraid you look too young to be effective in this position. You do look a lot younger than you are, you know.”
Hmmmm. I did not know that, actually.
Since she was so kind to reiterate her position in writing this week, I’m going to draft her a little letter myself.
Dear Discriminating Jerk Head,
As a long time customer of your car dealership I was excited to have the opportunity to interview with you a couple of weeks ago. Clearly you saw something on my resume that made you feel like I may be suited for this position, and I believe you are right, I would have been an asset to your team. (Haven’t you heard? I bake cookies.)
I respect the fact that while I’m very talented, other people in this world may exist that can execute a job, or at least a job interview, better than I can. Possibly you found one of those people, I hope it works out well.
Before I finish this letter, I’d like to offer you a piece of advice. Telling somebody that they look too young to do anything, is discrimination. My looks place no bearing on my abilities and I was appalled that you felt the need to point out your close minded and rude opinion. I’ll be sure to let my friends, family and anybody who asks know what car dealership it was and encourage them not to do business with them as long as you are still there.
Remember how we discussed I was a kindergarten teacher, and that being a teacher involved a lot of multi-tasking, management and other valuable work skills? Well something I else I learned in kindergarten is that if you don’t have anything nice to say, don’t say anything at all. You might do well to remember that in the future. (I also learned the term ‘jerk head’ while teaching. I never thought I’d be able to put that to use.)