A few months ago, I started going through the process of landing my dream job working at a not-for-profit as an instructor for developmentally disabled adults. The hiring process was slightly grueling, but getting started was even more so: I had to get drug tested, TB tested, state and federal fingerprints and background checks, a full physical, my commercial driver's license, and I had to go through a crap-ton of training- practical and theoretical. I got CPR and first aid certified, took a self-defense class, and on my own, I began learning ASL because one of my girls is completely deaf and no one ever even taught her to finger-spell, let alone read.
I finally got started with the actual job, which I didn't even like leaving in the evening. Every day I thought to myself, "I wish I had a few more hours with my girls". We were all having a blast... until Friday came along and I got called into my supervisor's office. "Something has come up in your federal background check, Becca, we don't know what it is, but we got a call from the licensing board, and you have to leave the premises immediately after you pick up your paycheck and sign some papers." I was devastated; not just for losing my dream job, but because my girls had been waiting for me for two months, and I was leaving them. Plus: what the hell could have POSSIBLY shown up on my background check?
Turns out, it was from an arrest from eleven years ago, in which I was charged with assault and harassment of a police officer. The charges were thrown out of court because I hadn't done anything wrong, and the cop was subsequently fired. My record, which should have been sealed, never was, and I was terminated because of my "violent tendencies". Fuck that. I've never, and would never, put my hands on anyone inappropriately, but there's not really much I can do to change all of this around.
Sorry for the long story; I just thought this was a good place to put it. This thread makes me really sad
I finally got started with the actual job, which I didn't even like leaving in the evening. Every day I thought to myself, "I wish I had a few more hours with my girls". We were all having a blast... until Friday came along and I got called into my supervisor's office. "Something has come up in your federal background check, Becca, we don't know what it is, but we got a call from the licensing board, and you have to leave the premises immediately after you pick up your paycheck and sign some papers." I was devastated; not just for losing my dream job, but because my girls had been waiting for me for two months, and I was leaving them. Plus: what the hell could have POSSIBLY shown up on my background check?
Turns out, it was from an arrest from eleven years ago, in which I was charged with assault and harassment of a police officer. The charges were thrown out of court because I hadn't done anything wrong, and the cop was subsequently fired. My record, which should have been sealed, never was, and I was terminated because of my "violent tendencies". Fuck that. I've never, and would never, put my hands on anyone inappropriately, but there's not really much I can do to change all of this around.
Sorry for the long story; I just thought this was a good place to put it. This thread makes me really sad
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