On the news this morning was the story of a guy who used to play basketball at a local college and got arrested for robbing his second gas station. It is disturbing to me because he is someone who applied for a job with us three months ago. He had no relevant skills, and we weren't hiring at the time, but it was obvious that he needed something badly. Now I feel guilty in some strange way, even though I know that this was not my fault. Maybe it isn't guilt as much as sadness. I feel sad and sorry that he was made it through college with a poor GPA, a useless degree, and without obtaining any decent interviewing skills. I feel bad that he had to rob two gas stations to make ends meet (at least that is why I assume he did it). It is a strange intersection of events, and an even stranger feeling being somehow related to it all.
