Never Judge A Tweaker By Its Cover
Tweakers friggin scare me. Their jumpy actions, wide eyes and stream of conscience speaking style, drives me a little nuts.
At my job, I work outside a lot and go all over town (Madera, CA.). I work along sidewalks part of the time. The other day, I’m working and a guy comes up who looks to be homeless or just a tweaker. He asks me “Hey man, you work for Blah Blah Blah?” [my company’s name is omitted to protect the un-innocent] I say “Yea.” The Tweaker inquires “Where can I go to give an application?” I tell him the only way is to go online, submit though there (which IS the only way). He says thanks and moves on.
Now, I don’t think we are hiring but, I’m thinking, it’s pretty doubtful they’re hiring tweakers anyway.
The next day I’m in a total different part of town, at a business that’s getting ready to open up. I’m waiting for the manager to get off his phone so I can ask him what he needs from me. I then hear, from behind “Hey man, you work in this part of town too?” It was the tweaker from the day before. I nod and he goes on to say “Yea, I sent my application through your guys’ website, don’t know if I’ll hear back.” I say “Man, you never know, good luck dude.” He then goes on to talk shop about stuff I don’t even know much about.
Tweaker is waiting for the manager too and he talks to him first. I listen in on their conversation and the Tweaker is asking the manager about a job.
Now I feel like an asshole.
This “tweaker” is going all around town, on foot I believe, pounding the pavement, trying to get his unemployed self a job. Here my jerk-ass self was lookin’ down on the guy.
I’ll never make a snap judgment on a tweaker again. Be annoyed maybe, but judgmental, no.