but on the other hand -
- food service is not an 'easy' job. It's a bit harsh to can you, just becasue you didn't know it all already. If she needed experienced staff she should have asked for them.

Was she actually paying you? If not, then there was no reason not to let you stand in the corner and observe awhile as she talked you through (a standard training procedure is to Explain, Demonstrate, Imitate, Practice. Sounds like she skipped right to Imitate and then got annoyed when you weren't perfect).

And if it was maternity cover she wanted, presumably mariam67 would have been unceremoniously dumped once her services were no longer required.

Being an employer does not give anyone the moral authority to trample all over people's feelings. If someone's doing something wrong you ought to at least tell them and give them the opportunity to improve - 'hints' do not count.
(The Incredible Sulk Finally remembered his password on, Sun 5 Apr 2009, 22:24, 1 reply)

however at the end of the day
IMO, most likely to blame would be the "local youth employment support center"

Being pregnant does mess with your head. It can make you much more protective and insular. It also makes you EXHAUSTED by merely STANDING UP! And it SERIOUSLY undermines one's capacity for wasting time. Planning for a birth and maternity leave and basically restructuring your entire life can only occur in the time between the shock of dscovering you are preggers and the birth itself. You'd forgive a girl for being distracted. If she's at fault, then it's trying to do something too cheap, too quick. Didn't she pay the price, though? Don't go upsetting mariam67's mum! Good ol' small town mentality.


In my life, I'm proud to say I did earn all 5 of my mcdonalds stars (dealing with pikies should have been #6). I was also once unemployed long enough to get on a decent training course. I know how the bullshit feels.

But these days the glove is on the other foot, and I run a business and have a young family.

So I admit I am waving a flag for the plucky entreprenuese with the budding family, and not cheering on the PFY that cannot inspire confidence in a food preparation area.

When I was 16 I cried a lot when I lost my first job. I'd been happily working there 2 weeks when some tax thing meant I had to stop for 4 weeks. I was gutted: I felt I'd really found something I wanted to be a part of, great bunch of people. And then it all got taken away. sniff.

See? 2 weeks. not 1 day FFS! And I saw no mention of any lifelong burning ambitions towards the Crepe industry either.
(CADmonkey rollllllllled another one, just like the other one, Mon 6 Apr 2009, 0:55, closed)