Foreman: "Give me one good reason I shouldn't fire you"
Me: "There isn't one"
Right then, I accepted my fate. For months, I had been arriving 20, 5, or 10 minutes late to work most days.
The foreman had already warned me the previous week; I had a small window of turning up on time, then fell back into the hole.
After an awkward silence from my response, he looked at me, grunted in frustration and bellowed, "Get to Work".
To this day, I believe he was expecting some half-arsed excuse. If I did, he would have marched me out of there. I am 100% certain of this
The next day and every other day I worked at this sheet metal factory, I was never late again.
At the time, I was 22 and had just packed up all my meagre belongings into my Holden VC Commodore, with a 1-way ticket on the Spirit of Tasmania for Victoria and a new chapter.
What did I learn from this experience?
1) 𝗕𝗲𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝗔𝗰𝗰𝗼𝘂𝗻𝘁𝗮𝗯𝗹𝗲: I know it saved my job, and from that moment forward, when making mistakes or errors, I hold myself accountable.
2) 𝗧𝗮𝗸𝗲 𝗔𝗰𝘁𝗶𝗼𝗻: Excuses are talk, and it replaces action. I needed to take action to ensure I was getting to work on time. What were all the impediments to me being up on time
These two lessons would be invaluable before I round the corner of age 23.
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Mechanic at Cullum Services, Inc.
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