Yet another rant.
I'm the son of an influential person of the medical world. It's not so high of status that my father can change the country's healthcare system like a politician, but it is high enough for a lot of people to view me as the spoiled child of the boss. My father has quite a few employees, more than just a normal sized clinic. And being the boss' kid, it's easy to get benefits... a good childhood pastime was stealing goodies from the staff room, usually cookies or donuts. And there was raiding the fridge for the stash of soda that anyone was welcome to take... if they worked there. But when you're the boss' kid, who's going to stop you?
Such benefits continue into teenage years, with more added... one being the job benefit. For example, this summer I'm not in town for the month of August; my family is going on a three week long trip. And for the last week, I'm going to an all day camp (an intensive music camp). Who is going to hire a fresh-out-of-highschool student for only a month? Why waste your time on a kid that will only work for half the time and 1.4x the price compared to the eager teenagers starting to explore the workforce?
These questions can be ignored when you are the boss' kid. It's uncommon for someone to challenge it.
But being on top of the the small world in front of me is not something I enjoy. With it comes everyone's judgement. No one learns who you are as a stranger... you are already seen as a royalty that needs to be protected and attended to. And should you somehow wrong them, you will get a good talking to, or even lose your job. Your junior co-worker has more benefits than you, could potentially get paid more, and has flexible hours than you do. It makes sense that they would judge me off the bat.
It is very agreeable by everyone who meets him: the manager is naturally abrasive. Very naturally abrasive. He is good at what he does because of his personality, but a lot of people don't like dealing with him. One time, my father couldn't take me to school after work, and asked the manager to do it as a favor. Then for every person that asked him of his next whereabouts, he told them that he was leaving briefly to chauffeur the little prince.
...That's uncalled for. And not what I want to be remembered as.
If you are the son or daughter of an employer, or of an influential person of society, you might know what I experience. Whether you be a son of a doctor, a daughter of a high school principal, or the president's kid, you know that you have potential power. It can be abused very easily. And many people under you fear it.
But as for me and many others, we do not want this power. We don't want to be feared as kids that could potentially make someone lose their job or get them in trouble. We don't want jealous sighs of senior employees heard behind our backs. We just want to be recognized as ourselves, just like anyone else.
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