Empathy? No. Common Courtesy? Gone
I haven’t read MORE in a year or so and was looking forward to this issue. I read "Fired at 50" and couldn’t believe that you would even consider printing such drivel. A never-married mother at 43, I am hardly unique and I can truly say that I would happily trade places with any of the women in the article. I have been unemployed twice in the past 2 years and am now, just barely employed through a temp agency. I have no benefits, have never been able to afford a home thanks to lax child support enforcement and am trying to look for a college for my almost 17 year old daughter. I just graduated college last March and I spend part of every day sending out resumes on various job sites. I have to stay in Baltimore for another year and a half so that my daughter can finish high school. This recession has taken a lot out of normal working adults, so empathy is hard to come by for people with second homes and the ability to retire early.
You should consider an article reminding everyone about common courtesy, which is severely lacking. I spend more time trying to contact businesses and receiving no feedback before and after an interview. No acknowledgement that your information was received and reviewed and no thank you for taking your time out to meet with us. I follow standard protocol and contact a company after my interview and check in to see where the hiring still stands. The worst part is when the job is back on the job board days later and still no response. I am either too old or too experienced for most positions and am offered far too little money in ones that would bother to consider me. It must be nice to live in a world where I can start my next multimillion dollar business after my executive position was dissolved. Next MORE will suggest that maybe I can land a rich husband instead?
Not Hearing Chatter Is a Serious Matter
I could really relate to the article "Life in the ‘What’d you say?’ Lane" by Beth Levine. I was diagnosed with Otosclerosis four years ago. After examinations by four audiologists and three doctors, I decided to get hearing aids. Did I go into denial? Of course. Did I get depressed? Absolutely. Am I embarrassed? No! The new designs make them almost invisible. And the best part (not fart!) is that I can hear!
But, why do others, mainly family and friends, who know I wear hearing aids, continue to make fun of me? If I say “What?” they ask me if I have my “ears” in. If I don’t hear something, they will ask “You didn’t hear that did you?”, and then laugh. We don’t laugh at Ms. Levine in her “trifocal glasses” or “sensible shoes”. Having a hearing loss isn’t funny. It is frustrating. Like when I drive half way to work and realized my hearing aides are sitting on my dresser at home. It is isolating. Like when I am sitting in a restaurant and only hear parts of the conversation. It is eye (or is that ear!) opening. I now have a greater understanding of what it is like to have a disability.