I had the pleasure of talking to a Special Snowflake that turned into Professional Darwinism at work yesterday!
I work in the office of a small building company. Very small. There's the boss, his son, three of us office people (one full time, two part time), six builders and three electricians. There were two more builders and another electrician before Christmas, but they had to be laid off because there just wasn't enough work. We also heard yesterday morning that another builder is going into "voluntary" retirement.
So, we're not hiring right now. (Obviously). However, the trade is scarce all over the area (probably all over the country), so we do get a lot of "are you hiring" calls, and other companies/independent workers asking to be kept in mind for future work. Which is totally fine. We keep a folder of their details so when the work does pick up (usually when the weather gets better), we can call them.
Yesterday afternoon, the phone rang. On the other end was a man. I won't hazard a guess at his physical age, though he was acting like a petulant 6-year-old, so who knows?
Me: Hello, (name of company), how can I help?
Man: Are you hiring?
Me: I'm afraid we're not at the moment. If you want to send in your details, we could put them on file? We do usually take on extra people during the summer.
Man: THAT'S NOT GOOD ENOUGH.
Me: I'm sorry, but that's all I can do right now. What sort of work were you looking for?
Me: Okay, well, I can take your details over the phone if that's easier. Do you have a (card that means you're qualified to be a builder) card?
Man: A what?
Me: A (Full name of the qualification body) card? Some people call it a (colloquial name)?
Man: What's that?
Me: *major alarm bells ringing* I'm afraid all our workers have to have a card. If you don't have one, we won't be able to use you.
Man: THAT'S JUST CRAZY. I'M A BUILDER. I'VE BUILT THINGS. I DON'T NEED A ******* CARD TO BE A BUILDER.
Luckily, at this point, my boss (the owner of the company) walked into the office, and I made crazy hand signals to get him to take over.
Me: Let me pass you over to the boss.
The boss repeated the need for this qualification card, then asked him for his details, and the details of where he learnt his trade. The man abruptly hung up without telling him anything.
His phone number has now been placed on our "DO NOT ANSWER" list.