Another advice column obsession, another opportunity to have eyes opened
I’ve written in the past about my obsession with Dear Prudence, an advice column on Slate.com.
I’ve discovered an advice blog that I now read regularly: AskAManager, and it’s all about work, from the benign (“How long can your resume be?”) to the bizarre (“Low performers in my office are paraded around and forced to wear dunce caps”).
This week, a reader wondered how best to navigate job interviews in a wheelchair.
In order to be out and about for eight to ten hours a day for a commute and job, I’m going to have to use my wheelchair. The thing is, I’m terrible at it. I bump into doorways. I have trouble getting lined up with desks properly. I’ve run into people accidentally — a lot. Plus, I sweat quite a bit while using it, probably a combination of muscles unused to the work of pushing it and nervous perspiration. I think time and practice will help me get better at it, but what do I do for job interviews now?
Now, first of all, we all know job interviews are painful in any circumstance, but this is one of those things those of us who don’t use wheelchairs would never think of. While we talk a lot about wheelchair users (for example) leading as normal a life as possible, this points to how much effort "normal" can take.
I should mention this blog has has a passionate community of commentators and many of them not only had helpful suggestions, from making sure your interview suit allows you to maneuver, to practice, practice, practice, to wondering whether a rollator might be a more workable option.
Other commenters discussed things like insurance coverage (She doesn’t qualify for an electric power chair), Medicare issues, etc.
And, as most providers will appreciate: the wheelchair user had to travel an hour to buy her chair because she lives in—a rural area!
And now, just for fun, a few more headlines:
I just hope I don’t come across this question on the blog:
"I recently asked if anyone needed anything from the grocery store and one of my direct reports had the nerve to ask me to pick her up a half gallon of milk. She even specified “skim.” Should I write her up?