Tuesday, July 28, 2015

In Which Things May Work Out

Turned down a job I'd already been hired for because they announced suddenly that new hires have to take a drug screening.

Nope.

I barely take over-the-counter drugs, but I object to mandatory urine testing.  No, thank you, I choose to hang on to my rights to privacy.  I also don't relish being accused of a crime by proxy.  The only reason to perform a drug test is if you assume someone has drugs in their system.  If you're performing them on everyone, this is the assumption you're making, "we'll assume everyone is taking drugs until proven otherwise."  Working from the assumption no one is taking drugs, you don't issue a drug test.  Working from an assumption some of the people are taking them, therefore everyone must be tested proves that it's impossible to tell any other way.

This is the same reason I don't like traffic cameras.  I cannot be accused of a crime by a traffic camera, my car can.  So, if I loan my car to someone and the ticket is sent to me, it's not actually my ticket, it's their ticket, but I'm responsible for the car, so the ticket goes to em and the violation goes on my record.  I have a problem with that.  Accuse me of a crime and provide evidence and then maybe you have something to prove.

In the process of writing this, I remembered an episode of Mister Rogers where he goes to fight a parking ticket.  I couldn't find that episode, but I did find the one where he visits Moscow.  I don't think I've seen that one since it first aired.

Watching it, I'm kind of not mad about the whole test situation anymore.  Mr. Rogers knows I'm a good person, so what does it matter what anybody else thinks?

Anyway, I think I made the right choice turning this last job down.  Right after I sent that email, I sent another one to a place I sent in an application to less than 24 hours after it went up, asking whether they had a timeline in place to interview.  "We stop taking applications tomorrow.  Do you want to come in tomorrow?"  Um.  Yes.

I assume this means, "we actually want to talk to you," and not, "oh, let's just get you out of the way so we can find someone we actually like."  I went to high school with the girl who used to have the job, and they're not looking for anyone more qualified than her.  I know so many people working in that building and it's a full time job with benefits.  That would be a beautiful thing.  And, since it's full time exempt, as long as I'm putting in 40 hours, I've got a flexible schedule, so, in theory, I can actually keep two of my other jobs that also run a flexible, temporary schedule.  Which will keep me alive.


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