i’m tired as hell tonight,
but i couldn’t go to bed without a cautionary “tail”.
once upon a time,
in an office in a magical concret forest far away from others,
close to some,
a cute and nosy fox sat ear hustling on his two unsuspecting co workers.
thing 2 and a older hr snow vixens were having a talk about a young candidate.
apparently someone who wanted a gig in one of the departments.
everything was great,
definitely was about to get the job,
until HR did a mean ol “background check“.
dun dun dunnnnnnnnnnn!
be very afraid.
yes “the mean ol background check”.
where they call your references and sweep online to see if you are appropriate for the job.
more feared than “the mean ol the drug test”.
well come to find out,
or what i picked up,
their ratchetness caught up with them.
hr entered their name in google and their social media accounts were found.
not only that,
naked pictures were also found in the search via tumblr.
not only that,
they had a pending record with the law and a couple other violations at other jobs.
“they didn’t represent themselves in a light fit to suit this company”.
this person was looking for work for a long time as well.
needless to say you know that person isn’t getting the job.
in a world where “ratchet” is the new “IN” thing,
it can actually keep you out of opportunities.
you can miss out on amazing opportunities when your ratchetness catches up with you.
the moral of the story foxhole:
STOP BEING SO DAMN RATCHET IF YOU WANT A GOOD JOB
you could fuck some good money up with the antics.
well ratchet only works when you are trying to be on a reality show.
you better hope you are the star tho.
once those 15 minutes are done and your whole ratchet life is “google-able”,
you could as well become a professional street walker because no one will hire you.
ya know like all the reality “stars” all end up doing.
yeah so the end.